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What’s there to be anxious about? Just have to impress the Finn Moore, only the sexiest cowboy in all of Wolf Creek. And you know, my entire livelihood depends on it. No big deal.
Like it’s happening in slow motion and I’m witnessing it from outside of my body, my pants fall down my legs as I’m frozen in place. I’m now standing in front of the man I want to offer me a job with my damn pants around my ankles and my soaked boxers clinging to my body.
Finn is not only sexy as hell, but he’s also a caring, loving father, brother, and son. His work ethic is astonishing. He’s the whole damn package.
Whether he’ll ever admit it, he thought about kissing me tonight. Finn Moore, my sister’s boyfriend and my boss, thought about kissing me. Holy fuck.
the devil on my shoulder is urging me to do something I really, really shouldn’t…like taunt him. Funny thing is, the angel that’s supposed to accompany him on the other shoulder is nowhere to be found. That’s a sign that I should do it…right?
I need this job more than I need Finn to admit to himself that he’s a queer man. The entire situation is tricky.
“Started out the night with your girlfriend, and you’re ending it in her twin brother’s bed.” He chuckles darkly, sending a fresh wave of goosebumps along my flesh. “You’re naughty, daddy.”
I’m a firm believer in letting kids be kids for as long as possible, and letting them express themselves however they want—within reason. If this outfit speaks to Tucker in some way, who the hell am I to get in the way of that?
I need Finn Moore viscerally. Carnally. Religiously. I need him to turn me inside out. To ruin me.
“You’re sure?” he asks darkly, the gravel in his voice making me shiver. Huffing out a dry laugh, I say, “Finn, not to be dramatic, but I may actually perish if you don’t get your dick inside of me soon. Yes, I’m sure.”
Since my divorce from Tucker’s mom, I’ve made it a point to not get attached, to not develop deep feelings. But everything about Ash has me wanting more. And it feels like it’s happening so fast.
“I’m goin’ to show you how much I love you, Ash. I’m goin’ to love on every inch of your body, tattoo my touch along your skin, brand your heart with mine.”
“Of course, the cowboy would profess his love to me using a ranching term.”
Eventually, his lips leave mine, eagerly working a hot path along my jawline, then down my neck again, until he unabashedly buries his nose in my armpit. My cheeks flame. The sound of his deep, shameless inhale and the growl that follows is downright animalistic and filthy.
