Wyoming Cowboy

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s." "Oh my gosh, I say facing him. I can't believe we slept this late. I better go and wake the kids, I say. Come on in Charles I'll just be a few minutes, I say." I rush upstairs and quickly change into denim shorts and a blue tank top. I race around getting the kids up. A few minutes later we are all joining Charles in the kitchen. "What's all this Charles, I ask?" "Well, I wasn't sure if you had made it to the store yet and I know you don't have anything to eat, he says." "Well thank you Charles but you didn't have to, I say." "I know I didn't ma'am but I wanted to help out, he tells me." "Well, I really appreciate it. Do you know of anybody that could watch my kids I ask filling the kid's plates with eggs, bacon, fruit, and toast?" "Well, there is an older lady in town that watches kids for folks around here, he says." "Do you happen to have her number, I ask?" "Yeah, I would hope I did because she's my grandma, he laughs." "Oh, she is? Does she have any room for three more until school starts, I ask?" "Well, let me go call her and find out for you, he says." He steps outside to make the call while we ate the wonderful food he made. A few minutes pass and he comes walking through the door. "Well, looks like you have a sitter now, he says." I jump up and race to him throwing myself in his arms. I don't know what came over me but the minute we touched I realized what I had done and released him. "I'm so sorry, I don't know what got into me." All he could do was laugh. "Honestly, it's okay, he says. I just want to make these things as easy as possible for you, he tells me." "Well, Charles I really do appreciate all that you have done for us, I say laying my hand on his arm." He wraps his hand around mine and says, anything for you darlin. I slide my hand from his and start clearing off the table. Why am I flirting with this man? It's only been a month since Dustin left me. He was my first for everything. I am practically throwing myself at him. In fact, I just did. I can't believe that I did that. "Well, I better head back and make sure those numb skulls haven't messed up anything, he says." It's almost like he doesn't want to leave but he soon walks out the front door. I hear the rumble of his engine as he takes off. I turn to my kids and Isaac looks angry. "What's wrong son, I ask?" "Mama, daddy wouldn't like you acting like that with that man, he says." "Honey, daddy isn't wanting to be with