So, when I got the call a few months ago that he needed a place to land and someone to help him out, I couldn’t say no to the person I’d failed so many times before. Now? Now, what am I doing? I’m staring at his girl’s ass while walking into the barn and fighting back the urge to pin her against the stalls while I sink into her. “Saddle up Winnie and Peaches. We’ll take the girls out.” I fiddle with my hat. Lifting it enough to dig my fingers through my hair before shoving it back on. “You got it, boss.” Layla scurries off to get them both ready
