restaurants in New York and how he didn’t really do much outside of the house. I thought she was bullshitting me when she told me how old her father was. I mean, who the fuck had a kid at almost sixty years old? Her mother, who was much younger, had run out of steam from running the other two sisters around all their lives and refused to play taxi to Clover. Her words, not mine. Clover was the only sister in the family working for something instead of sitting around on her ass and mooching off her parents. I admired that quality about her and was determined to do something about it. She was mine, and I took care of my own.
“Since tomorrow is Saturday, why don’t you come by the junkyard and check things out? We could rent one of those old movies you like, and I’ll even order takeout.” She had a shocked look on her face, like she was about to bolt any minute, lowering her head and looking at her feet. She was afraid. I could see it in her posture.
“Are you asking me out on a date, Range?”
“Yeah, tootsie baby, I’m asking you out on a date. But only if you want to spend more time with me.”
“Ok.”
She said it so quietly I almost didn’t hear her. I reached down and lifted her chin with my finger to get a good look at her eyes. Damn, she was beautiful and scared to fucking death. I took my thumb and ran it across her cheek, smearing the ever-present left-over chocolate and sucking it into my mouth. When she gasped in surprise, I lowered my head and took her mouth in a soul-searing kiss. Tasting her natural flavor mixed with the chocolate on my tongue was like being zapped with a stun gun right to my balls. I reached around her back and bought her body closer, so that she could feel just how badly I wanted her. The two of us stood on that sidewalk, kissing like I was a soldier going off to war and this might be the last time either one of us would see each other. She felt so good in my arms, it was like she was made just for me. I didn’t want to stop, but I knew if we kept going, I would drag her back to my truck and fuck her within an inch of her life.
Pulling back slowly from her intoxicating mouth, I gave her a quick nip on her bottom lip and placed my forehead against hers in an attempt to calm my rapid heartbeat and the steel rod hard-on I had in my pants. She was so goddamn sexy at that moment of our first kiss, I could only imagine what she would look like the first time I made her come in my mouth. This train of thought was doing nothing to stop my hard-on, and as I looked into her beautiful eyes, I could tell she was thinking the same thing I was. She wanted me just as badly as I wanted her, if her dreamy look and flushed face were anything to go by.
“I’ll pick you up at two. I’m afraid it’s a little too far for us to walk, but don’t worry. I promise to take care of you. Wear something comfortable. The junkyard can be dirty.”
“Ok, Range. I’ll bring the movie, since I have some on DVD. Is that ok?”
“It’s perfect, just like you, tootsie baby.” I reached down and took her hand in mine, then placed a quick kiss on the back of her knuckles, causing her to blush the perfect shade of pink. I gave her a light shove toward her door, and she fetched out her keys and entered her house, giving me a quick look over her shoulder. Then she closed the door.
I couldn’t wait until tomorrow so I could show her my other pride and joy. Buck’s junkyard was such a big part of my life that I wanted to share it with her. I had the feeling Clover would love it just as much as I did.
CHAPTER 11
Clover
I thought of Range and that magical kiss till the wee hours of the morning. The way he commanded my body was as if I had no choice but to mold against his and take what he was giving. Not that I was complaining or anything, but I swore that kiss was one for the record books. I’d been kissed plenty of times in my life, but that was more than I ever could have imagined. I felt like
“Since tomorrow is Saturday, why don’t you come by the junkyard and check things out? We could rent one of those old movies you like, and I’ll even order takeout.” She had a shocked look on her face, like she was about to bolt any minute, lowering her head and looking at her feet. She was afraid. I could see it in her posture.
“Are you asking me out on a date, Range?”
“Yeah, tootsie baby, I’m asking you out on a date. But only if you want to spend more time with me.”
“Ok.”
She said it so quietly I almost didn’t hear her. I reached down and lifted her chin with my finger to get a good look at her eyes. Damn, she was beautiful and scared to fucking death. I took my thumb and ran it across her cheek, smearing the ever-present left-over chocolate and sucking it into my mouth. When she gasped in surprise, I lowered my head and took her mouth in a soul-searing kiss. Tasting her natural flavor mixed with the chocolate on my tongue was like being zapped with a stun gun right to my balls. I reached around her back and bought her body closer, so that she could feel just how badly I wanted her. The two of us stood on that sidewalk, kissing like I was a soldier going off to war and this might be the last time either one of us would see each other. She felt so good in my arms, it was like she was made just for me. I didn’t want to stop, but I knew if we kept going, I would drag her back to my truck and fuck her within an inch of her life.
Pulling back slowly from her intoxicating mouth, I gave her a quick nip on her bottom lip and placed my forehead against hers in an attempt to calm my rapid heartbeat and the steel rod hard-on I had in my pants. She was so goddamn sexy at that moment of our first kiss, I could only imagine what she would look like the first time I made her come in my mouth. This train of thought was doing nothing to stop my hard-on, and as I looked into her beautiful eyes, I could tell she was thinking the same thing I was. She wanted me just as badly as I wanted her, if her dreamy look and flushed face were anything to go by.
“I’ll pick you up at two. I’m afraid it’s a little too far for us to walk, but don’t worry. I promise to take care of you. Wear something comfortable. The junkyard can be dirty.”
“Ok, Range. I’ll bring the movie, since I have some on DVD. Is that ok?”
“It’s perfect, just like you, tootsie baby.” I reached down and took her hand in mine, then placed a quick kiss on the back of her knuckles, causing her to blush the perfect shade of pink. I gave her a light shove toward her door, and she fetched out her keys and entered her house, giving me a quick look over her shoulder. Then she closed the door.
I couldn’t wait until tomorrow so I could show her my other pride and joy. Buck’s junkyard was such a big part of my life that I wanted to share it with her. I had the feeling Clover would love it just as much as I did.
CHAPTER 11
Clover
I thought of Range and that magical kiss till the wee hours of the morning. The way he commanded my body was as if I had no choice but to mold against his and take what he was giving. Not that I was complaining or anything, but I swore that kiss was one for the record books. I’d been kissed plenty of times in my life, but that was more than I ever could have imagined. I felt like
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