Page 3 of Their Love Nest


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I freeze, slightly panicking. “What? Right now?”

“Yeah, right now. I’m going to bend you over something and take you right in front of Savvy and Hunter.”

I audibly swallow.

“I’m kidding. Sorry if that was too much, too fast,” he says, pushing his mess of hair out his eyes.

“No, no, it’s fine. I’m just nervous. I didn’t exactly put myself in the ‘meeting a new guy’ mindset, coming up here.”

“You’re fine just the way you are, Char.”

I lean against the half gazebo, and look toward Savvy and Hunter. The former had just finished her cleanup, and I saw them chatting away, laughing and smiling with one another.

Jealousy is poking at me again. I want what they have so damn bad.

Bear was joking about the whole fucking-me-over-a-railing-right-then-and-there thing, but truthfully? I don’t think it’d take much convincing for me to go along with something so crazy.

Especially with a man like him. A tender sweetness, but an undeniable strength at the same time.

He’s just the perfect guy, and here I am, attached my lowest point.

Life’s a bit too cruel sometimes.

TWO

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Hot damn, who is this woman and where did she come from?

This was meant to be a day of hard work. Top off this gazebo and eat some of the secret family recipe brisket Hunter always bribes me with for help.

Char looks more delicious than that brisket could ever be, and that brisket is the best I’ve ever had, and I’ve had a lot of good brisket.

Her beauty is raw right now, and as much as I can tell that embarasses her, I like her like that. I can see her curvaceous form for what it is in those jeans, her long, flowing brown-black hair rippling in waves down her back. It leads up to frame her face so beautifully, her face’s features as soft as she is, and her hazel eyes shyly looking up at me. Her nervous smile is sweet, but I can already tell there’s going to be some fire there once she gets over her anxieties about her not being as perfect as she thinks she can be.

She’s perfect already, and I think if I persist in telling her, it may well start coming out as kinda creepy.

Instead of laying it on any thicker, I try to keep my focus on the whole reason I came here in the first place, which is the gazebo Hunter is building. I run my hands over the wood, looking for any problematic warps and defects in it.

“So, are you a carpenter like Hunter?” Char asks as she follows me, interested in me being interested in other things.

“Not so much. We both know how to cut wood, just for very different purposes. He knows how to make things by doing that. I just know how to knock down trees.”

She laughs. “You’re a lumberjack?”

“More or less. Why’s that funny?”

“Us city types see a lot of dorky guys with jobs like programmers and coders, going around with full fluffy beards, flannel, overalls, and wool caps. They look like lumberjacks in every way besides having the body that would come with felling trees. Like you have.”

I smirk. “I appreciate you noticing.”

“Hey, when I see something I like, I gotta go for it too.”

We both laugh.

“Just funny that after so many wannabes I waited for at the diner, I went and ran into the real thing.”

“You think I should grow out this beard?”

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