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Christ. Those fucking eyes. Green. Forest green. Eyes a man could get lost in. Eyes that made a man want to get lost in.
It pissed me off that Beau got to hear it. It pissed me off that Beau was the one to make her laugh. Why in the fuck was it pissing me off?
“Never judge a cowboy for his sins, sweetheart. Ask who wronged him first.”
I would go out into any storm for her. Rain or hellfire.
“You don’t touch my woman. You don’t look at my woman. You don’t think about her green eyes. You don’t think about her pretty hair. You don’t think about her enchanting face.”
LETS GOOOOO
“I am two hundred and eighty pounds,” he deadpanned. I stared as he continued, pulling off his hat and setting it down on the cushion beside us. “I’m six foot seven, baby. I’m a big man.”
BIG BOY
Never thought my son would be a fucking cockblock.
