they find out. I can handle Riley.”
“And my dad?” I add.
“He loves me!” We both laugh because it’s true. My dad treats Diesel like a second son, but he wouldn’t think twice about hounding Diesel for dating his only daughter.
“And my grandma, my cousins, and my uncles. All their opinions and comments.”
“Don’t care.” He shrugs. “I’ve been telling them for years I’d finally get you.”
Wrapping my arms around his waist, I rest my chin on his chest. “That’s true, you did. Kinda like a stalker.”
He kisses the tip of my nose. “Stalkers need love too.”
I snort, and we break apart, knowing I have to get home before my mom and dad send out a search party for me.
“I’m gonna hang out with Wyatt for a bit so we don’t arrive at the ranch at the same time,” he tells me as I sit in the driver’s seat of my car. “Text me when you’re back home.”
“I will.” I start the engine and stick out my lower lip, pouting that our weekend’s over.
“Don’t be sad. I’ll see you soon,” he promises. Then he kisses me one final time before I leave, my heart racing as I think about what an amazing night we had and how I hope this never ends.
It’s one thirty when I finally make it home. I missed church and know my mom is gonna give me shit for it, but luckily, no one’s at the house yet. Diesel and I showered this morning, but I go ahead and take another one with my fruity body wash to make sure his scent doesn’t linger on my skin. Though I love the way he smells after he showers.
Once I’m dressed and make a cup of coffee, I check my phone and see a message from him and a group text message from Elle and Maize.
Diesel: Confession: I stole your ripped thong for my spank bank.
Rowan: You’re really adding to your stalker resume.
Diesel: I’m also sniffing them while picturing your tits bouncing in my face.
My cheeks heat at his words. He’s so blunt, and it turns me on. I’ve not really sexted before. Nick could hardly perform in the bedroom, and his skills didn’t land in texting either.
Rowan: Oh yeah? I’d shove them into your mouth while riding your cock so you could taste and feel me at the same time.
Diesel: Jesus, now I’m hard as fuck again. Which is really awkward with Wyatt playing video games next to me. He’s already giving me shit for looking like a stoned-out rodeo clown.
I giggle as I imagine how uncomfortable he must be not being able to take care of himself right now.
Rowan: It wasn’t awkward before with you sniffing my panties?
Diesel: He wasn’t looking then.
Rowan: Mm-hmm. Well, good luck with that. It’s safe for you to come back now and touch yourself in the shower.
Diesel: Don’t give me any more ideas…though I’ve been jerking off to thoughts of you since I was a teenager, so it’d be nothing new.
Rowan: You just went from sexy stalker to weird creeper.
Diesel: So I shouldn’t tell you about the love letter I wrote you when I was in eighth grade?
Rowan: You did not!
Diesel: I swear! I was infatuated with you. Still am ;)
Rowan: Stop being so damn sweet when I was such a brat to you. I feel so bad when I think about all the times I was mean to you.
Diesel: Don’t worry…I took it as flirting. You just weren’t very good at it :)
I snort, chuckling in relief. He’s the easiest person to talk to and always knows what to say to keep me laughing.
Rowan: Har har. You’re seriously ridiculous sometimes.
Diesel: You’ve always adored me, admit it.
Rowan: Ha! Gotta go! Elle and Maize want me to hang out, so I gotta put my game face on.
Diesel: If it helps, I’m picturing you naked right now.
Rowan: That absolutely does not help. Asshole.
I click to the group message so they don’t think I’m ignoring them.
Elizabeth: I gotta help birth a calf. The mama is having some complications. You two wanna come and help?
Maize: Where’s Dr. VetDreamy?
Elizabeth: On another job, which is why I gotta go solo.
Rowan: I just took a shower…
Maize: I’m hungover from last night.
Elizabeth: OMG you guys suck! I just need some extra hands.
Maize: Take Ethan.
Rowan: Or Kenzie.
Elizabeth: Meet me at the B&B in 10 minutes. Both of you!
I laugh because Maize and I were only joking. She knows we’ll come. Grabbing my rubber boots and keys, I head to my car and