DamionI had seen the truck on the side of the road and was already going to stop. It was what people did out in the country. Back in New York, I would have been less inclined to stop on the side of a dark road to offer help to a complete stranger, but not in Montana. I likely knew the person.When I got close enough to see it was Alex, I was both thrilled and sad. She hadn’t even bothered to let me know she was back in town. Then again, she owed me nothing. Why would she tell me she was back? It still hurt a little to know she hadn’t bothered to say hi. I pushed it aside. My own sore ego didn’t matter. She needed help.“Flat?” I asked the obvious, feeling a little dumb for asking such a dumb question.“Yes. Flat.”“Do you need help changing it?” I asked.“No, I don’t need any help,” she snapped.It was like I was meeting her for the first time. Our first meeting—hell, our first several meetings—had gone something like this. She talked to me with disdain and I got pissed. I wasn’t goi
DamionI got the tire off and quickly put the new one on. “Oliver missed you,” I told her and immediately regretted it.I wasn’t trying to make her feel guilty. I didn’t want to use my son as a weapon.“I’m sorry I didn’t call,” she said in a quiet voice.“You don’t owe me anything,” I said.“You didn’t call me either,” she went on.I looked up, finding her staring down at me. “No, I didn’t. I didn’t think you would want me to.”She shrugged. “You could have.”I didn’t know how to answer that. I focused on getting the tire put back on. The sooner I got it done, the quicker we could go our separate ways. I had been looking forward to the day she came back. I wasn’t sure what I had thought was going to happen when she did come back. I had let myself believe she would come back, we’d kiss and make up, and life would be great.I couldn’t explain why I had let myself feel like that. She had made herself very clear about what she was looking for—which was nothing.I finished tightening the
AlexI walked into the restaurant after sleeping off the road weariness. I was still dragging ass a little, but I felt a lot better than I had when I had fallen into bed the night before.My eyes scanned the tables, passing over the usual coffee crowd comprised of about six of the old timers from the area. They loved to sit, gossip, and nurse their coffees well into the lunch hour.I saw Sadie sitting at a table and quickly made my way to her table. She looked up and saw me. She squealed and jumped up. I couldn’t stop my smile. We both threw our arms around each other.“Oh my god!” she said. “I can’t believe it’s been a month. You can’t do that again.”“I’m sorry. It’s good to see you.”We both took our seats. “Tell me you won’t go back there again.”I cringed. “I don’t know if I will.”“What? What does that mean?”Before I got the chance to answer, the waitress came by. We ordered coffee and big breakfasts. Both of us were splurging.“Wayne offered me his farm,” I told her.She wrink
AlexI nodded. “I didn’t talk to him and he didn’t talk to me. I did run into him last night. Actually, he ran into me. I got a flat tire just as I was coming into town. He happened to come to my rescue. It was so weird. He was standoffish. I could tell he was a little pissed at me.”“I think you should talk to him. Don’t run off when the going gets tough. You’re a tough girl. You don’t have to prove yourself to anyone.”I knew she was right. “I’m a coward. I hate talking about feelings and all that crap. I just like things to happen.”She slowly nodded. “I get it. I’m not asking you to bare your heart and soul. Maybe just be casual about it. Tell him you like him and want to see where things go.”I cringed. I physically cringed at the thought of having that kind of conversation. I was so not that type of person. “That sounds awful.”She laughed. “It sounds like something adults do.”“Ugh, I don’t want to.”“Hey, what is the worst that can happen?” she asked.“Um, he can laugh in my f
DamionI had picked up my phone to cancel the date at least five times. I was nervous as hell about leaving Oliver with a woman I had never met. I trusted Alex’s judgment. I also trusted Oliver. If Sadie did anything inappropriate, he would call her on it.“Are you sure you’re okay with me leaving?” I asked Oliver, who was curled up with a book in his favorite chair.“Yes.”He didn’t even look up from his book. To his credit, I had asked him the same question repeatedly. I was nervous as hell and it wasn’t only about leaving Oliver with a new babysitter. I wondered what it was Alex had to say. I was hoping it was a good thing and not her telling me to fuck off for good.I had changed clothes several times, trying to decide what was the best outfit. I ended up going with slacks and a simple polo. I didn’t want to be the stuffy guy from New York, but I didn’t want to be the farmer that wore dirty jeans everywhere.I heard the sound of a truck coming down the driveway. Nerves threatened
DamionI noticed the assortment of liquor bottles on top of her fridge and raised an eyebrow.“It isn’t what it looks like,” she quickly said. “I don’t party a lot. Some of that stuff is over a year old. Every once in a while, Sadie will have a girls’ night and mix up drinks. The bar in town isn’t really all that big on the fruity drinks, so we make them here.”I held up my hands. “No judgment from me.”I realized in that moment I didn’t want to go out. I didn’t want people around us. I wanted it to be just me and her. She said she wanted to talk. I wasn’t sure which way that conversation was going to go and figured privacy might be a good thing.“I’m ready to go,” she said.“Let’s stay in,” I blurted out.“What?”“What do you have in the fridge? We can whip something up and eat here. Unless you have your heart set on going out.”She shrugged. “I definitely don’t have my heart set on going out. I don’t know what I have to make, though.”“May I?” I asked, putting my hand on the fridge
AlexI couldn’t believe how much I had missed the man. My body reacted to his kiss the same way it had the first time he kissed me. It was like taking the first deep breath outside on a cool morning. It invigorated me. Every nerve and cell in my body suddenly felt alive. My hands slid up and down his back, moving to his arms, tactically taking him in at the same time as my mouth devoured his.I couldn’t get enough of him. I was starving for him. His hands went to my hips, holding me steady as his broad chest pushed against me, threatening to topple me backward. He was just as ravenous as I was. He pulled his mouth away from mine, breathing hard as he reached one hand up to stroke the hair away from my face.“Sorry,” he rasped.“Don’t be.”“This isn’t what I expected,” he said, his eyes looking into mine. “I wanted it, you, this, but I didn’t plan this.”I smiled. “Shh, don’t ruin it by talking.”He grinned. “You’re okay with this?”“Yes. Now, I think we were in the middle of something
AlexMy nails scored his back, digging in as I moved down to squeeze his firm ass, pulling him deeper inside me with every thrust. The sound of our ragged breathing filled the small kitchen. I let myself tumble into the world of lust and uninhibited desire. I gave over to the need spurring me toward an orgasm I knew would rock my world.He pulled me off the counter, my legs wrapping around him as he held me close. My breasts pushed against his hard chest. I writhed over him, sliding against him and taking him deeper inside me.“I need more,” I breathed. “Please.”He lifted me off his dick, dropping me to my feet before spinning me around. My hands gripped the edge of the counter as one of his big hands spanned the width of my lower back. He gently pushed, silently ordering me to bend forward. He flipped the skirt of my dress up, one hand still against my back, his other hand caressing over my ass before moving down the back of my thigh.I shuddered under the gentle touch. His hand mov