The Lumberjack's Curvy Girl

She glared at me through the rain, then smacked me with a menu.
I knew she had to be mine.

Her plush lips, her fiery eyes, her sass.
Those hips that feel so perfect in my rough palms…
She’s everything I’ve ever wanted.

I moved back to Oakton to work in our forest. Map trails, study trees.
Now I study more important things, like Bridget’s silky soft skin, and how tiny buttons don’t work well with huge lumberjack hands.

And how she gets completely rattled when she sees strange men in cheap suits.

She’s hiding something.
Her mother is too overprotective.
Will Bridget trust me, and let me care for her?

I’m obsessed with my sweet girl.
My desire is barely under control.
She’s already turned me sappy, imagining our life together as the lyrics of country songs.

I’m going to find out the truth.
Make her understand that she’s already the most important thing in my life.