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“How about you go fuck yourself?” I choose fight.
“Okay, first of all, I am downright fascinated by your blow-up doll preference. Can we table that for now but revisit it someday?” A sneer touches his lips. Ha. Didn’t like that one. “Second, I’m a grown-ass woman, don’t call me a girl. And third, when you’re finished having this epic man-child meltdown,” I wave my hand up and down his body like he did to me, “can you please let Hank know that Billie Black is here for her job interview?”
As I watch Vaughn, the embodiment of everything I ran away from, enter the building, I admire the physique within his tailored suit pants. Trim waist. Incredible ass. Ten out of ten would grab. But I won’t.
Nah, Billie Black is a bit nuts and more than a little bold.
Off to the races, honey.
“I’ve been told I don’t control my facial expressions very well.” “Ha. You don’t, but I like it. It means you aren’t full of shit.
Boss Man is still sex in a suit but also a typical crabby rich bitch who hides out in his office all day.
Even the grumpiest horse in the world likes her.
Billie’s head follows, but slower. Like a predator.
“Sounds like you should look into a more practical car. Minnie Mouse’s slipper isn’t exactly an ideal farm vehicle.”
“Turn your fine trust fund ass around and come have a beer with me. I owe you an apology.”
“Are you a picky bitch about eating anything?”
This ‘I’ll rub your dick if you rub mine’ mentality pisses me off.
believed I set her up to fail, and she gave me the middle finger in the most spectacular way possible. I’m not mad. She’s an impressive woman. Smart, tough, kind, beautiful.
No one has ever chosen me. It’s always money, reputation, work, and then I’m somewhere further down the line. Except horses, their love in my life is an unwavering constant.
Passive aggressiveness is a tactic reserved for hormonal teenagers and simple-minded adults.”
You need to stop holding the people you profess to care about to these idyllic black and white standards. It’s unrealistic, the only person you’re hurting here is yourself. Humans are complex.” His voice hitches uncharacteristically, “Sometimes a person needs a fresh start. This wasn’t my story to tell.”
Her very own Black Beauty.
Close a high-stakes business deal? No problem. Fire someone? I’m your man. Talk to a girl you like and respect? I guess I’ll just crumble instead.
“Let me redefine that line you keep talking about: you are more than my employee and I am more than your boss. I’m done giving you space that we both don’t want. It’s not at all complicated. You’ll work with me during the day and underneath me at night. Every night. There will be no tiptoeing. There will be no running. There will be no one else.”
“Among the Romani people we would say that Double Diablo is your Heart Horse. Your equine soulmate. A horse you understand like no one else can.”
Mira called me once to check in. I was snarky on the phone and she told me she wasn’t cut out for motherhood and to please call her back when I was done acting like a child.
“I’ll always choose you, Billie.” And I smile. Because I believe him.
