first, it would kill him. It was going
to be a long fucking night.
* * * *
Olivia had slammed the door behind him, and then blinked
back the tears stinging her eyes. She refused to cry over him. No tears would
fall for Wyatt Stone. A sob tore from her as a tear slid down her cheek. She
marched over to the couch and lay down on it. Grabbing a pillow, she put it
over her face and sobbed. Once the tears subsided, she screamed into the pillow,
and then tossed it across the room. She sat up and stared at the door. The sex
was fantastic, as she knew it would be. How could she ever see him casually
now? He’d been right when he said it would make things complicated. Great! Just fucking great! It would be
even harder to be around him now. If it had been hard before, it would be
nothing compared to what it was going to be like now. Seeing him at family
functions was going to be harder than ever. After being with him, how could she
ever see another man? It was time to admit she was in love with him. She’d
denied it long enough.
Olivia groaned as she continued to stare at the door. She
fell in love with him the minute she first set eyes on him. When he’d walked
into the feed store and Becca introduced them, she fell right then, and all
he’d ever done was ignore her. Speaking to her only when she spoke to him, and
then it was always small talk. At times, it was like pulling teeth just getting
him to say anything to her…until this morning in the barn. That was the most
he’d ever talked to her. She couldn’t believe it and then amazing sex with him
three times in one day. Damn. And she’d do it again if he were here right now.
If she couldn’t convince him to be with her for more than
sex, she’d have to move away. It would be for the best. He would forever be in
her heart so the longer and further she was away from him, the better. She
stood and headed toward the bathroom for a shower. She was just going to have
to do her best to get him interested enough to spend time with her for
something other than sex.
She laughed without humor. Just how do you plan to do that when all you’ll want is sex too? No, she realized it wasn’t all she wanted. She wanted his love and that was
going to be a long hard climb. With his heart all locked up in chains, she’d
have to do her best to break it free. Nodding, Olivia stepped into the shower
and began working on a plan to get Wyatt Stone to fall in love with her.
* * * *
Her chance to see him again came sooner than she expected
when Emma invited her to dinner, along with everyone else in the family. Olivia
dressed in skinny jeans and a tight purple sweater, which matched her eyes, and
on her feet were matching stilettos. With her make-up perfect, she headed out
the door to drive to Emma and Gabe’s ranch. She parked beside Jake’s truck and
glanced around. She smiled when she spotted Wyatt’s truck. Taking a deep
breath, she pushed open her car door, walked up the steps, and entered the
kitchen. Her heart stopped when she spotted Wyatt leaning back against the
counter. He wore a blue and white checkered flannel shirt over a blue T-shirt,
soft denim jeans, and he was eating an apple.
“You’re going to ruin your appetite, Wyatt Stone,” Emma was
scolding him.
“My appetite’s fine,” he said as his eyes moved over Olivia.
She took her coat off and hung it up before hugging Emma.
“He seems to have a very healthy appetite,” she said and watched as Wyatt’s
lips rose in a smile.
Emma’s gaze shifted back and forth between them. “I
suppose,” she murmured and headed toward the living room, leaving Wyatt and
Olivia alone.
Wyatt stared at her. Olivia moved toward him and took the
apple from him then took a bite of it, and handed it back. His eyebrows shot
up.
“Why do I get the feeling you’re tempting me like Eve
tempted Adam?” he said in a low voice.
Olivia grinned. “You tell me, cowboy.”
Wyatt glanced away from her then back. “You do
to be a long fucking night.
* * * *
Olivia had slammed the door behind him, and then blinked
back the tears stinging her eyes. She refused to cry over him. No tears would
fall for Wyatt Stone. A sob tore from her as a tear slid down her cheek. She
marched over to the couch and lay down on it. Grabbing a pillow, she put it
over her face and sobbed. Once the tears subsided, she screamed into the pillow,
and then tossed it across the room. She sat up and stared at the door. The sex
was fantastic, as she knew it would be. How could she ever see him casually
now? He’d been right when he said it would make things complicated. Great! Just fucking great! It would be
even harder to be around him now. If it had been hard before, it would be
nothing compared to what it was going to be like now. Seeing him at family
functions was going to be harder than ever. After being with him, how could she
ever see another man? It was time to admit she was in love with him. She’d
denied it long enough.
Olivia groaned as she continued to stare at the door. She
fell in love with him the minute she first set eyes on him. When he’d walked
into the feed store and Becca introduced them, she fell right then, and all
he’d ever done was ignore her. Speaking to her only when she spoke to him, and
then it was always small talk. At times, it was like pulling teeth just getting
him to say anything to her…until this morning in the barn. That was the most
he’d ever talked to her. She couldn’t believe it and then amazing sex with him
three times in one day. Damn. And she’d do it again if he were here right now.
If she couldn’t convince him to be with her for more than
sex, she’d have to move away. It would be for the best. He would forever be in
her heart so the longer and further she was away from him, the better. She
stood and headed toward the bathroom for a shower. She was just going to have
to do her best to get him interested enough to spend time with her for
something other than sex.
She laughed without humor. Just how do you plan to do that when all you’ll want is sex too? No, she realized it wasn’t all she wanted. She wanted his love and that was
going to be a long hard climb. With his heart all locked up in chains, she’d
have to do her best to break it free. Nodding, Olivia stepped into the shower
and began working on a plan to get Wyatt Stone to fall in love with her.
* * * *
Her chance to see him again came sooner than she expected
when Emma invited her to dinner, along with everyone else in the family. Olivia
dressed in skinny jeans and a tight purple sweater, which matched her eyes, and
on her feet were matching stilettos. With her make-up perfect, she headed out
the door to drive to Emma and Gabe’s ranch. She parked beside Jake’s truck and
glanced around. She smiled when she spotted Wyatt’s truck. Taking a deep
breath, she pushed open her car door, walked up the steps, and entered the
kitchen. Her heart stopped when she spotted Wyatt leaning back against the
counter. He wore a blue and white checkered flannel shirt over a blue T-shirt,
soft denim jeans, and he was eating an apple.
“You’re going to ruin your appetite, Wyatt Stone,” Emma was
scolding him.
“My appetite’s fine,” he said as his eyes moved over Olivia.
She took her coat off and hung it up before hugging Emma.
“He seems to have a very healthy appetite,” she said and watched as Wyatt’s
lips rose in a smile.
Emma’s gaze shifted back and forth between them. “I
suppose,” she murmured and headed toward the living room, leaving Wyatt and
Olivia alone.
Wyatt stared at her. Olivia moved toward him and took the
apple from him then took a bite of it, and handed it back. His eyebrows shot
up.
“Why do I get the feeling you’re tempting me like Eve
tempted Adam?” he said in a low voice.
Olivia grinned. “You tell me, cowboy.”
Wyatt glanced away from her then back. “You do
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