clothes in all kinds of sizes, I opt to pull a sweatshirt and a pair of long gym shorts out of my own dresser. I’ve never had a woman wear my clothes before, but I know instinctively I’m going to like seeing Weston’s body draped in something of mine. She’s so fine, it makes my back teeth ache with want. A nice rack, curvy hips, a face so pretty that it makes my chest tighten every time I look at her.
I can’t wait to make her mine. Hopefully that will be tonight. My cock is already hurting. I reach inside my jeans and adjust the heavy length. It’s still obvious I have a hard-on but I don’t really give a shit. She should know I want her.
I cross the hall and walk through the open door. “Got a man at home?” I toss the clothes on the bed. “You might want to call and apologize to him.”
“For what?” She fingers the clothes.
“You’re going to have to break up with him since you’re going to be my woman now.”
“What the hell are you talking about?”
“Just how life’s going to be from now on. Also, I’ll need to know your first name by the end of the day.” I turn and head for my room again. I’m going to need to rub one out so I can function for the rest of the day.
“Why is my first name so important?” she calls after me.
“Because I’m not calling you Weston when I’m balls deep inside of you.”
Chapter Four
Hayden
I roll my eyes at King’s words. I think he’s got it in his mind that his crude comments are going to annoy me but I spend half of my time in barns and fields with men, so not much affects me. I don’t think there’s anything that I haven't heard. Still even with that, I feel my face warm thinking about King actually being inside of me. The one place I’ve never let another man go. Again, because I hang out with too many of them and know that most only want one thing. Once they get what they’re after, they move on to the next. I think deep down inside, I know if I give myself over to a man I’ll turn into a stage five clinger. I get attached easily. It’s why I keep most people at arm's length. People always leave. That’s exactly what’s brought me here.
My own sister left me. Even though I knew she had to, it still hurt me. She had no choice if she wanted to be a doctor but I guess I always thought she’d come back. There wasn't really anything to go back to at this point. The closest hospital to our little town is over two hours away. So, as I’ve said before, I can totally understand why Danny chose not to come back.
I am lucky in the fact that I chose to be a veterinary technician. There is plenty of work for me in our small town. Since we are in such a rural area, I’ve had to go with my boss Sawyer a time or two to make a house call to check on actual people. The man is a veterinarian, not a human doctor. Yet we’ve stitched up more people than we probably should have over the years.
I walk over to the bed, picking up the clothes King brought me. I could use a shower. It has been a long trip. I need to think about how I am going to get my sister to come home with me. If she doesn’t want to be in the big city because of Brandon then why not just come home? This place looks almost as rural as being back home. None of it makes sense to me. I didn’t receive a warm reaction from either Cyn or King when I suggested that I was taking Danny back with me. They seemed to get very protective over her. I must say that it worries me a bit. What is this place? My sister said she was coming here to work and lay low but I think I might be missing something. They keep talking about cabins but when I pulled up it didn't look like it was a hotel or retail place. There was no sign advertising lodging.
I turn on the shower, looking through the drawers in the bathroom. I find myself grabbing the peach body wash. I pull my hair up on top of