Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 82112 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82112 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
I grabbed Haisley’s bags from the truck and started for the stable house, not checking to see if Haisley was following me. Hearing the truck door close behind me assured me she wasn’t just sitting in the truck. I unlocked the front door and pushed it open before finally looking back to see where she was. She was looking over at the stables. This wasn’t her first time here. I’d brought her to ride twice. Standing there, remembering those times, wasn’t good for her. We would never be like that again. She had killed that when she ended things like she had.
“Hurry. It’s late, and I didn’t get to sleep on the ride home like you did.” My snarky words made me want to wince, but I didn’t show it on my face. This was for the best. For us and the baby.
She turned her gaze to me, but I didn’t wait to see the reaction on her face. I headed inside the house and then took my first right into the bedroom that would be hers. Dropping her bags on the bench that sat at the end of the bed, I let out a sigh.
This was a fucking mess. How had I been so damn stupid? I’d dated Declan for years, and not once had we had a pregnancy scare. Why? Because I hadn’t fucked her without a condom. Even though she had an IUD, I never went in her bare.
Angry at my lack of self-control and where it had put us, I spun around to see Haisley standing at the doorway. She was pale and too damn thin. That just pissed me off more.
“Bathroom is through that door,” I told her, nodding to the doorway to the right of the bed.
She stepped inside the room, her gaze roaming over the rustic full-size bed that looked like it belonged in a cabin in the mountains. It was a small room with the basics, but it was a hell of a lot better than that fucking sofa bed she’d been sleeping on. Her roommate, Sherry, had been very informative in the short amount of time I’d had to listen to her talk. I walked past Haisley to get out of the room. I needed a shower and sleep.
“Where are we?” she asked.
I stopped and looked back at her. “Stable house. The stable manager normally lives here, but our current one moved out a month ago, and I moved in.” Then, I started for my room again.
“Thanks,” she called out to me.
I didn’t turn back to look at her. I simply nodded, then continued across the open living and kitchen area to the master bedroom. Tomorrow was going to fucking suck. My mom would not handle this gracefully.
Getting caught up in the moment sure as hell came with a price. If I could go back and do it differently, I would. For starters, I would have picked her up that day when she was walking home, taken her home, and left it at that. I couldn’t go back though. Life didn’t work that way.
Two Months Ago
Haisley in a bikini was something worthy of a centerfold. I hadn’t been able to take my eyes off her when she took off her clothes and revealed the turquoise strip of fabric barely covering her tits. I’d fucking held my breath the first time she turned around, waiting to see how much of her ass was on display. Just enough to drive a man insane.
“The water isn’t hot, but it’s refreshing. Not cold, but slightly warm,” she said, smiling as she ran her hand over the crystal-clear water. “And it’s so pretty. It’s like a pool with green stuff on the bottom.”
I decided not to tell her that, among that, grass eels were often found. “It’s tape grass, and the temperature is probably around eighty-four degrees today,” I told her instead.
She lifted her gaze from the water to meet mine. “You know a lot about it.”
I shrugged. “Grew up coming to the springs around here.”
“So, you aren’t a Boy Scout?” she asked teasingly.
I laughed. The idea of me getting to participate in Boy Scouts was comical. That wasn’t something the family thought we needed in our training.
“No, afraid not.”
Her gaze locked on the water again, and I wondered if she’d seen some shadow in the deeper end. She closed the distance between us, and her eyes went wide as she looked back up at me. “Is there fish in here?”
I smirked, reaching out and sliding a hand over her waist. “There’s nothing to be scared of,” I assured her.
Her sharp intake of breath as I pulled her against my chest until her lush, full tits were pressed against me told me I’d distracted her. Reaching up, I cupped her face and ran the pad of my thumb over her cheekbone. It was perfect, like the rest of her. I had yet to find one imperfection on her body. It seemed unfair to the rest of the female population for someone like her to exist.