Where Would I Be Without You - By CJ Hawk Page 0,106
office all day. Unlike myself who had been spending too many hours behind a desk or in a courtroom.
Now I was going to spend a few weeks of doing as I saw fit and preferably out in the fresh country air. I was definitely ready for some sun and relaxing, catching up on a pleasure book or two instead of law review update books. I couldn’t wait to see this garden Julie had mentioned. It was obviously something we both loved to do, by the way we spent half an hour talking about it over the phone on just that subject as she had tried to find something cheerier to talk about after I had spent too much time crying about my recent endeavors.
Well, one thing was for sure; Julie had not lied. The small, yellow and white farmhouse inside town, just blocks off main street, was ‘quaint, cute as a lady bug, and just you wait until you see the garden I started out back, I’ve been working on that since I was a little girl.’. She talked of white picket fence and a white arbor with purple clematis starting to fill its arch. Cobblestone paths and a nice size porch with a white porch swing were all there. Older trees filled the yard that had all the leaves shading the side yard. I caught sight of a double size rope hammock hanging between two old trees. Yes, this was definitely the type of house I needed to relax and recoup with.
Now if only the town hottie didn’t strangle my mental status of recuperating, I should be refreshed and ready to move on with a new career plan in no time. However, his tall muscular build replayed in my mind as he turned to leave the café. The way his rear end filled out his Levi’s had me imagining peeling them down. His large hands that looked a bit tanned, running the entire length of my body. His piercing blue eyes staring into mine as I breached an orgasm.
Why was I having these lusty visions even just days shy of catching Hugh in that compromising position and suffering through his corrupt analogy of how everyone has a place in his world, and I wasn’t stay at home wife material. I was partner material. However, only if I continued to partner with him on the side in fun. Oh, the partners were not too happy when I caught that comment on my recorder.
Looking back the whole situation seemed so surreal. How it all came about wasn't clear to myself. It happened so quick and out of the blue. For two years, I worked hard at that firm. Then the news my mom finally felt she needed to share with me about my absent father seemed to come about the same time, I felt the need to be reckless. I was reckless, as I was the one that came on to Hugh. I should have known better. I considered myself a very smart, career oriented woman and this was not a move I had imagined I should make.
Neither should I make a move on one very hot and sexy Colton Charpel. From the sounds of things, he had his hands full doing this or that for everyone including Julie. I came here to relax and collect my wits not have a seduction relationship with a man that even when he was being a jerk, I was attracted to him. Maybe I needed my head examined. Perhaps I had men issues to work out about my dad. Lord knows I grew up thinking he was a soldier who died quickly after I was born and that my mom played him up to be the man he never was.
I could see why she did, but I could not see why I felt like I needed a man in my life to make up for it. I had to hold strong to my convictions that a man in my life was not what I needed. A well-deserved break after six years of college and five years of working hard at property law, with never a vacation taken, I deserved this. I did.
The rain had passed, and the air felt humid. The crickets and bullfrogs were in full force. The smell of the fresh clean air after rain was always one of my favorite smells. For some reason, here it smelled even better than back in the city.