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Redemption Noun The action of saving or being saved from sin, error, or evil. "God's plans for the redemption of his world".
“I killed his fucking wife, I know I at least owe him a conversation but…” I trailed off.
“I didn’t see Sherry, I swear. I was going too fast and then it was too late. I hit her, she…she died.” Tears filled Charlie’s eyes and it tore me in two. I looked away, unable to face him. “She did love to run at nighttime, said it was freeing. I told her it was dangerous but she always said, ‘Nothing bad’s gonna happen to me in this town’.” Charlie shook his head sadly.
But Charlie didn’t make a move to stand. “I’d like to come back, if that’s okay with you?” he asked, shocking me. My mouth opened and closed, floundering. “Why?” Charlie shrugged. “Because I want to forgive you. I know that’s what she would have wanted. You were a kid who did something stupid. You’re stuck here for over a decade still, your family’s abandoned you. I feel like you’re being punished enough and I don’t want any more tragedy. Something good needs to come from this.” I couldn’t believe it. “You want to forgive me?” I asked, dumbfounded.
Charlie told me that when I was released, he wanted me to come by the ranch. He said he had something for me. I don’t know what, and he never said anything more than that. Just told me that I didn’t need to worry about life once I was out, like he knew how much it stressed me out.
“Dogs choose you, you don’t choose them.”
I can take you to the hospital if you’d like to get checked over?”
he can not drive…how could he take her to the hospital??? Walk her there…
I picked up a saw, a box of miscellaneous screws and nails before checking out all the sexy timber they had. The smell of the wood seduced me more than the feel of those natural grooves.
ok…Our Home Depot does not carry sexy wood.
I went back to the hardware store and piled it up with all my goodies and walked out with a big ass smile on my face. I practically skipped all the way home, practically because it’s hard to do with a piled high dolly, especially when it came to the gravel and grass.
Just drive the lawnmower like George Jones did.
thought I’d try my hand at a dresser after I fix this porch.” Her eyes lit up. “Oh yeah? Any design in mind?” I winced. “I hadn’t gotten that far. I was just gonna start cutting and see what happened.”
Oh Boy… with just the plywood you purchased? Hmmmm.
Something changed when he looked after me the other night. I was safe with him. Protected. Yes, I knew how that sounded, I was safe with my mother’s killer. But I found something calming about him.
Girl, you might want to see a therapist.
And I had to watch him all shirtless and sweaty, doing manly things with hammers and drills and bits of wood that made my lady parts do a little dance, beg to make a little love, let alone get down tonight.
“Morning,” I grunted, shoving my pink Stetson onto my head,
Pink Stetson???? No ma’am.She is working on a ranch not attending a bachelorette party in Nashville.
Something about herding cattle calmed me.
Working cattle calms no one. It usually raises their blood pressure and causes angry outburst.
I met Kat out in front of the house, tearing my gaze from her long legs stuffed into those cute cowgirl boots and an oversized sweatshirt thrown on over her white denim shorts.
No one is wearing white shorts to work cattle…
I followed her and saw immediately that the fence was broken and had been partially trampled into the mud.
Check the fence before you move the cattle.
“I touched it, I know, but I was worried the cows would see it again and try a second prison break,”
block the hole with yourself and your horse and they won't try.
dusting off her jeans and legs.
she had on white shorts, did she change into jeans in the pasture????
“You mean you hadn’t before you went to prison?” “No.” I said it through gritted teeth as she shifted, rubbing herself over me. “Oh…” Her eyes widened. “Ohhh…so this will be your first time?” “Yes. Which is why I stopped the other night.
She was pulling away from me. I could feel it and it didn’t feel good. Ever since our night together I had been craving her company more and more.
She took his V-card and now he is obsessed with her ....
“Look at us, two young, hot single men out for the night and sitting here all alone with root beers,” Leo joked, and I chuckled.
He’d been baling hay before I distracted him. I’d been innocently leaning against the wall, silently watching him.
how is he baling hay inside the barn?
“If you’re coming back from Jack’s, I’m going to have a lot to say about it.” My throat dried. “Like what?” “Like, you shouldn’t be fucking our mother’s killer.” My mouth floundered as I struggled for words. “I thought you were warming to him?” She shrugged. “I might have been but that doesn’t change what he did. And for you to pursue this and think you’ll have some kind of relationship is crazy. Mom would be ashamed.”
Daisy does not sugar coat things.
“I wanted to have a date, my first date actually.” “Your first?” “Yes, you’ve taken a few of my firsts now.” “Yes, I have,” I replied smugly. “But now so have you. This would be my first official date too.”
“It kills me too when you show up here looking like that.” I ran my eyes over him, lingering here and there. He glanced down at himself. “I’m fully clothed?” “I don’t know who you’re fooling dressing like that, it’s like you want me to throw myself at you.” He groaned. “Don’t talk like that, please.” I laughed. “I’m not the one out here dressed like I’m just asking for it.” His eyes widened. “Are you for real? It’s a lumberjack shirt?” “You know exactly what you’re doing,” I teased.
flannel turns her on.....
so you got a little bit blocked about how to make money, but I’m not surprised after everything. There is nothing wrong with that, and needing time to suddenly become this savvy businesswoman who saves the ranch? Damn girl, grant yourself some grace!” There was a pause as we stared at each other. “But at least you were getting dicked down,” she snorted.
I sat in the front, closing my eyes and enjoying the drive. Every now and then she took me out in the truck, knowing how much I loved it.
this sounds like she takes her dog for a drive…
