Fxxk Me Baby

ll I would ever sell this woman anything. I care

ight now, but we can see the

as I see Ella emerge from the path with Henry by her side, Christine makes some dumb comment that I’m barely listening t

hristine and the offending arm which is still clinging to me. I can’t take my eyes off Ella. She’s wearing the cowboy boots again,

t be a string bikini under her dress!

balls quickly unshrinking. Noticing my gaze, Christine turns her head a

, and there’s no mista

the hurt look that flashes over Ella’s f

rse pasture as Ella comes up to stand on the other side of me, keeping a distance of several feet, I notice. I also take note of th

den fence so she can reach over and hand him the carrot she’s brought. I try not to let my eyes linger on the way her ass is sticking out as she bends over. Memor

feeding him withou

,” I say, forcing my w

nd adds, “He’s a good-lookin

erre’s neck as her whole body

d he’s not

f her ridiculous nails around a strand of blond

y of these hor

made-up eyes. “Not

look as if she’s just sucked on a lemon,

” she says before lifting her chin in the

ler at her with

ticing that she doesn’t

I said,” I finally say

yes on me, making it

ing the neighbor’

g off Christine’s radar is a good thing,

leasant,” Ella admits, s

to date her

harsh laug

t flashes across Ella’s face e

to clean out th

sorry I forgot to give you back yo

grin. “You earned ‘em.” She smiles

She never complains, laughs when she gets dirt on herself, and genuinely seems to love the animals who have all become as

iches from the little diner down the

hes me a grin and gets back to measur

e right

food from Louie’s Diner for as long as I can remember. I don’t often take th

instead of the usual one. They don’t ask who the other one’s for, but I can tell they want to. I know