Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24550 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 123(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24550 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 123(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
She blinks up at me, and if I let myself, I could get lost in the blue of her eyes. She brings her hand up and cups the side of my face. I know I shouldn’t, but I tilt my face into her hand as if I’m yearning for her touch. Maybe I am.
Her voice is so soft, I have to lean down to hear her. “So what you’re telling me is that you care about me.”
The connection between us is strong, and I can’t look away. Hell, I don’t want to. I shouldn’t admit it. I should stick to the plan, but I feel myself nodding. “Yeah, Faith, I do care about you.”
She raises up, and I lower my head. I don’t know who moves first, but our lips meet in desperation. I tilt her head, deepening the kiss. Her arms hook around my neck, and I don’t want this feeling to ever end.
Her moan is what brings me to my senses, and I pull back. She doesn’t let go, though. Her hands are still around my neck, and we’re looking into each other’s eyes. I don’t want to explain to her again why this is a bad idea or why we shouldn’t do it, but I do put my hands on hers and unclasp them from my neck. “I should go to bed. We gotta be up early in the morning.”
She opens her mouth but closes it quickly before nodding.
“I’ll see you in the morning.”
I sit here, waiting, and I’m being a fool. I should just get up and go, but I don’t want to leave or walk away from her. She must see my indecision because she gestures to the door. “Go ahead. You’re riding tomorrow. You really should already be in bed.”
I nod, lean down, and give her a quick kiss before abruptly pulling away and standing up. Kissing her is an addiction.
I get to the door, and she sits up. “Thanks for… you know.”
She gestures to her lower body, and I nod. “You’re welcome, princess.”
I force myself to walk out of her bedroom, and as I walk to mine, I know I’m not going to be getting much sleep tonight with Faith just down the hall.
CHAPTER 10
FAITH
“Hey, Dad!” I say the next morning.
It looks like I’m late again because animals have been fed, supplies have been loaded, and trucks are ready to go.
“Hey, honey. You about ready to go?”
I hold the strap of my bag up. “I’m ready.”
He points to the truck behind his. “Dixon chewed Carl a new ass this morning, so he’s riding with me. You want to ride with us or you want to try your chances with Dixon? Just a warning, he’s in a mood.”
At that moment, Dixon walks around the truck. On sight, my body reacts to him. I’m not sure why I do it, but I know I want to spend time with him. “Dixon, you care if I ride with you?”
He looks between me and my dad. “Yeah, sure. You can ride with me.”
I don’t give him a chance to change his mind. As I’m walking to his truck, he grabs my bag off my shoulder. He follows me around to the passenger side and opens the door for me. I don’t hide my surprise, and as I climb into the truck, he leans in. “I told you that you were dating the wrong men, princess. Your man should open your door for you.”
Before I can ask him if he’s my man, he shuts the door and then puts my bag in the backseat.
Dad and Dixon talk for a minute, and then we’re on our way to Whiskey Valley. I turn in my seat. “Soooo… what happened with you and Carl this morning?”
Dixon grips the steering wheel until his knuckles turn white. “I don’t want to talk about Carl.”
I lift my eyebrows. “Oooh, it must be something good. What did he do? Shirk responsibility? Forget to feed something? Leave a gate open?”
“Nope,” he answers.
I reach across the cab of the truck and slap him on the arm. He looks down where I touched him, and his muscles tighten. I ignore his reaction. “Come on, tell me.”
He’s gritting his teeth so hard I think he might break one. “Fine. You wanna know? I heard him telling Eddie that you were hot and he wants you.”
I sit up a little taller. “And you what? Told him off? Told him I was his boss’s daughter and he shouldn’t talk about me that way?”
He grunts. “Looking back, that’s what I should have done.”
I clasp my hands together in my lap. “What did you say, Dixon?”
He looks over at me worriedly. “You’re not going to like it.”
Now I do tense up. What does that even mean? He is staring straight ahead, and I don’t have to ask him again because he starts to talk me through the morning. “I didn’t sleep well last night, knowing you were right down the hall. I knew you were in pain, and it was partly my fault.”