tugged back gently on his hand to get his attention.
“Cree?”
“What? I like you, and I’m better at dancing than that awkward shit that was about to go down on the blanket. I’m not very good at this. I just want you to know that I haven’t stopped thinking about you since I heard those dirty words fly from your mouth that day in your store. Harvest is almost over and I plan on drinking a lot more coffee, if you know what I mean.”
“Wow! Captain, you’re pretty persuasive. I was going to ask if you really thought you could keep up with me on the dance floor.”
“Somebody Like You” by Keith Urban started playing and Cree took me into his arms. It was a fast upbeat song, but Cree held me tight as he moved his body with mine around the dance floor. His presence and arms wrapped around me almost made me forget that we were dressed up in silly costumes. The front of my green tutu was pressed up against him and my arms were wrapped around his neck.
I mindlessly started playing with his long hair that was escaping underneath his bandana. I fit with Cree, and I damn sure liked the way I fit with him. I had the biggest and probably the goofiest grin plastered on my face as we danced and stared into each other’s eyes. The words of the song were very descriptive to how I felt about Cree at that moment. Cree bent down and put his lips on mine. He placed the softest and sweetest kiss on my lips, and I physically melted in his arms. The sweet masculine scent of him lingered on my lips and it tasted better than anything in this world.
“I need someone like you, Milly.”
The song ended and Annie came bounding out onto the dance floor with Willow. We all danced to the next three songs, laughing and twirling around together like a bunch of crazed nuts. We returned to the blanket to devour more food and candy. By the end of the night, Annie was huddled up in her daddy's lap moaning about her tummy. We said our goodbyes and parted ways. Lacey and I walked hand in hand back to my apartment. I lazily laid my head on Lacey’s shoulder and let out a loud sigh.
"You are so in love with the pirate," Lacey said, and I didn’t argue.
C HAPTER 10
Coffee with Dolly
I worked the coffee shop the next morning, dreaming about Captain Sexy. I burnt myself twice and screwed up three orders. I really needed to get a grip. I was bent over restocking the bottom syrup shelf when I heard a truck pull up to the window. When I straightened, Cree was at the window. Holy shit, I had just given him an eyefull of ass. I hope he enjoyed it.
“Well, of course it would have to be you sitting at my window while my chunky ass was straight up in the air.”
"Don’t ever call your ass chunky! It’s amazingly plump and so nice to stare at. By the way, great customer service you’ve got there, Dolly!”
“We aim to please around here, Captain!”
I found it is so easy to talk to Cree. Our conversation flowed with ease. He always called me Dolly. I usually wasn’t big on nicknames, but he could call me whatever the hell he wanted to. We talked for the next 20 minutes; him perched on his door and me hanging out the drive-thru window like a love-struck teen.
I asked him where he had been hiding out and he explained that he inherited his family’s 10,000 acre farm. He told me farming 10,000 acres was like farming a small country. He received a call on his cell phone and informed me that duty called. I didn’t want to say goodbye or watch him leave, but I did.
Later that afternoon, I was rearranging my window display when the bell chimed at the front door. I installed a bell to prevent any cussing accidents like the one Cree walked into the first time I met him.
“Milly!” screeched little Annie as she ran at full speed to hug me.
“Hey! How are you?”
“Good. Daddy asked if I wanted to get an Italian Soda. I told him no, but he told me I really wanted one. I just got done with
“Cree?”
“What? I like you, and I’m better at dancing than that awkward shit that was about to go down on the blanket. I’m not very good at this. I just want you to know that I haven’t stopped thinking about you since I heard those dirty words fly from your mouth that day in your store. Harvest is almost over and I plan on drinking a lot more coffee, if you know what I mean.”
“Wow! Captain, you’re pretty persuasive. I was going to ask if you really thought you could keep up with me on the dance floor.”
“Somebody Like You” by Keith Urban started playing and Cree took me into his arms. It was a fast upbeat song, but Cree held me tight as he moved his body with mine around the dance floor. His presence and arms wrapped around me almost made me forget that we were dressed up in silly costumes. The front of my green tutu was pressed up against him and my arms were wrapped around his neck.
I mindlessly started playing with his long hair that was escaping underneath his bandana. I fit with Cree, and I damn sure liked the way I fit with him. I had the biggest and probably the goofiest grin plastered on my face as we danced and stared into each other’s eyes. The words of the song were very descriptive to how I felt about Cree at that moment. Cree bent down and put his lips on mine. He placed the softest and sweetest kiss on my lips, and I physically melted in his arms. The sweet masculine scent of him lingered on my lips and it tasted better than anything in this world.
“I need someone like you, Milly.”
The song ended and Annie came bounding out onto the dance floor with Willow. We all danced to the next three songs, laughing and twirling around together like a bunch of crazed nuts. We returned to the blanket to devour more food and candy. By the end of the night, Annie was huddled up in her daddy's lap moaning about her tummy. We said our goodbyes and parted ways. Lacey and I walked hand in hand back to my apartment. I lazily laid my head on Lacey’s shoulder and let out a loud sigh.
"You are so in love with the pirate," Lacey said, and I didn’t argue.
C HAPTER 10
Coffee with Dolly
I worked the coffee shop the next morning, dreaming about Captain Sexy. I burnt myself twice and screwed up three orders. I really needed to get a grip. I was bent over restocking the bottom syrup shelf when I heard a truck pull up to the window. When I straightened, Cree was at the window. Holy shit, I had just given him an eyefull of ass. I hope he enjoyed it.
“Well, of course it would have to be you sitting at my window while my chunky ass was straight up in the air.”
"Don’t ever call your ass chunky! It’s amazingly plump and so nice to stare at. By the way, great customer service you’ve got there, Dolly!”
“We aim to please around here, Captain!”
I found it is so easy to talk to Cree. Our conversation flowed with ease. He always called me Dolly. I usually wasn’t big on nicknames, but he could call me whatever the hell he wanted to. We talked for the next 20 minutes; him perched on his door and me hanging out the drive-thru window like a love-struck teen.
I asked him where he had been hiding out and he explained that he inherited his family’s 10,000 acre farm. He told me farming 10,000 acres was like farming a small country. He received a call on his cell phone and informed me that duty called. I didn’t want to say goodbye or watch him leave, but I did.
Later that afternoon, I was rearranging my window display when the bell chimed at the front door. I installed a bell to prevent any cussing accidents like the one Cree walked into the first time I met him.
“Milly!” screeched little Annie as she ran at full speed to hug me.
“Hey! How are you?”
“Good. Daddy asked if I wanted to get an Italian Soda. I told him no, but he told me I really wanted one. I just got done with
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