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When we spoke on the phone for my interview, she said the owner is retired, hates social media, and enjoys working his ranch, alone.
because the last time I was in Crimson Ridge, I managed to leave town not only with a list of prospective business opportunities, but a lingering crush on a complete stranger. The kind of fuckery that never happens to me. Ever.
Not that my own so-called wife ever seemed to care any of the times my night ended up at the hospital, rather than returning to my own bed.
“Storm knows her?” “He was the one who put us in touch with each other in the first place.”
“I dunno, how about the fact that if Mandy gets a single sniff of me being in any sort of proximity to another woman, I’ll be locked into this marriage for even longer, Tessa? I’m so fucking tired—it’s been ten years—I’m so close to being out—”
first place was to rebel against the media image that ‘little miss perfect’ curated. Mandy constantly tried to control every facet of my life. At first, I grew it to annoy the shit out of her, and lucky for me, it worked better than I could have ever anticipated.
Being alone in a crowd like this doesn’t concern me as much as it used to, doesn’t gnaw at me like it did when I was young and foolish. Before I slapped a ring on my finger to try and fill that void. I’ve spent most of a marriage wishing desperately to not have to put on a show of pretend coupledom when I was out in public with Mandy, and the rest easily repeating the lies about how much of a shame it was to be flying solo while my adoring wife was off traveling the world.
“I might be a little out of practice now, but in another lifetime, I would have been able to show you the ride of your goddamn life.”
“I said I was a bit out of practice, baby. Not that I didn’t know what I was doing.”
“What are you gonna do? Put me over your knee?” “You’re not a child,” I grunt. “No, I’m not.” Her tongue runs slowly over her bottom lip as she studies me and reads me like a fucking book. “But I am a hot-blooded woman who very much enjoys being treated to a spank or ten by someone who knows how to handle me.”
I have to just be your boss, baby.” “My very married boss.” “Yes. Your extremely fucking married boss.”
“In case you need it spelled out, you’re everything to me. Taking your phone in order to help out? Yeah, I’d do it all over again without question. I want to take care of you. And not only that, but I want to do little things for you, because that is my privilege to handle the simplest of actions if it will make your life easier. I want to help you, simple as that. While you’re immensely capable and don’t need anyone, you deserve to not always have to carry it around all the same.”
“This is the only good thing… you are the only good thing… so you’d better damn well wear my hat, shut up, and take my dick like my perfect little slut.”
“You and I? We’re end game, baby.” Then he shoots his arm forward to block the driver’s side so I can’t climb into the truck. “I’m in love with you, Sage.”
