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“Sounds like her loss, because you might be the coolest kid I’ve ever met.” She doesn’t use a sad voice, or a baby voice, she just talks to him like a normal human being. “Fucking hell,” I curse under my breath because she just practically hired herself.
All thick arms and broad chest and furrowed brow. Dirty boots. Muscular thighs. Cowboy porn with a frown.
I’ll take a boozy brunch with my bestie and a dirty book in bed by eight for a thousand, Alex.
“Eaton. You grumpy motherfucker. You just laughed,” I blurt. “Yeah, Red. I did.”
Luke is helping me cook because I refuse to raise a man who doesn’t know how to hold his own in a kitchen.
Yes sir fuck the patriarchy 🖕
Willa might be a bit of a psycho—after all, she did just push a child into the pool—but the more time I spend with her, the more I feel like she’s my psycho.
And I want to be that horse. I want his hands on me. His weight on my back. It’s pathetic to be jealous of a horse—but here I am.
“I’ll braid your hair. Then I’ll cut the braid off and wear it as a necklace for you mocking me.” He chuckles. “You’re vicious, Willa. I like that about you.”
Because apparently my type is a broody asshole cowboy whose handsome face I would currently like to stomp with the heel of my boot. But then I’d want to kiss it better too.
But with Willa, my heart is in it. I don’t want it to be, but it is.
“The only thing I’m going to say is that you’ve spent the last, what, thirty years making sure everyone else is happy? You’ve been dutiful beyond compare. Reliable. Selfless. Responsible. You deserve to be happy too, Cade.”
“I don’t tell Summer what to do. Wouldn’t listen if I tried. That’s the best kind of woman if you ask me.”
If Willa is the playground, I want to fucking play. Period.
The dog Talia took with her. She literally said she wanted “the dog or the kid.”
What the actual fuck
“He’s looking mighty relaxed this morning,” he replies, grinning ear-to-ear.
Haha I love daddy Eaton 🫶
“Yeah. I’d miss you too. And I think my dad would be really lonely without you.”
*crying*
I quirk a brow in her direction. “You know the rule, Red?” “You wear the hat, you ride the cowboy.”
And I realize in that moment maybe I am heartless after all, because the beautiful girl with the copper hair grinning back at me right now is the one who stole it.
