had a shitty day, I wouldn’t be good company for anyone tonight. I just came down to grab a drink, well actually probably a few drinks, and I thought I better eat something first.”
“Well we can’t have that now, can we?” I motioned for the hostess. I let her know I would be needin’ a table for two.
I decided I should probably introduce myself. “My name is Cade Walker, nice to meet you Miss….?”
“Oh, my name is Loralei Harper. Nice to meet you too Mr. Walker.”
What the hell? Nobody calls me Mr. Walker. “Please call me Cade and I’ll call you Loralei, okay?”
The hostess took us over to our table.
I asked Loralei what she would like to drink. She told me to surprise her. Corona with lime it is. I could tell she wasn’t really excited about my drink choice, but she started to chug it down anyway.
“I think you might ought to slow down, hon’”
She shot me a look, that I’m pretty sure would’ve killed a weaker man, “I warned you I had a really shitty day, but I forgot to mention that I plan on getting really drunk tonight, so if you don’t want to be a part of that you better get your ass out of that chair and go find some other woman to hit on.”
Oh, I was gonna enjoy this. I couldn’t help but grin. “So what makes ya think I’m gonna hit on you?”
She said, “You aren’t planning on it, really?”
I couldn’t disagree with that. Of course I was plannin’ on it. Why the hell else would I have bought her a drink and offered her my company for the evening? I just laughed at her.
The waitress came over and I ordered our dinner. This did not make Loralei very happy. And by the look on her face, I knew I was fixin’ to hear about it.
“You realize this is 2013 and not 1950, don’t you? I am perfectly capable of placing my own dinner order!”
Yep, I was gettin’ a hell of a kick out of this woman. “Well yeah hon’ I do, but you didn’t seem to mind it, you know, I bet there are lots of things I could do for you that you wouldn’t mind.” Damn, the things I could do to this woman.
I guess I was kinda looking at her like she was my next meal. She was blushing, and in my vast experience, that was always the sign of a good girl wantin’ to be bad.
Wow, Loralei Harper could drink. While we ate our dinner she chugged seven or eight beers. She was pretty buzzed. Actually, I was too. I was matching her drink for drink.
“So, you run Harper Farms, huh?” I asked in between bites of steak.
“Yep, sure do. I’ve been managing it for several years. It’s so much more than just a business, you know? It’s my future. It’s my family's future. It’s what I have to show the world I was here. And I accomplished something while I was in this world.”
It was like she was inside my head. That was exactly how I felt about my ranch. It was my life. And I would do anything to make it a success. Damn, she had the most beautiful honey colored eyes. I couldn’t wait to see the look in those eyes when I made her come. If I had anything to do with it, that would be happenin’ real soon. I ran my boot up her leg starting at her ankle and ending at her inner thigh. She was looking right into my eyes the entire time.
“So, Cade Walker, you wanna have sex with me?” She asked. I almost choked on my beer.
“Excuse me?”
“Cut the shit. We both know that’s what you’ve been planning all night. I’m just making it easier for you. But let me make this clear - this means nothing. It’s just two people having sex. And I have a rule. If you follow the rule, I will do anything to you that you want.”
“Anything?” I asked.
“Yep, anything your little heart desires.”
It definitely wouldn’t be my heart that she would be servicing soon. I wouldn’t have any problem coming up with something for her to do to me.
“What’s this rule I have to abide by?” I asked.
“You have to wear a condom. You can’t be like asshat and try to get me pregnant, kay? That’s not too much to ask, right?”