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There were several red containers with warmed homemade tortillas, plates of steak strips with roasted peppers and onions, another of chicken, and still another of flaky white fish with an assortment of sauteed veggies and all the sides, including sliced avocado and a big bowl of guacamole. The roasted corn on the cob looked incredible.
“It’s perfect,” Connie told him.
“And we haven’t even gotten into any of the recording equipment yet,” I added, still in awe of that room.
“It was sure a lot of fun, today,” Rascal told us. “Never thought… well… it’s been one fine day, that’s for damn sure.”
“And this meal is fantastic,” Luke said, grinning, as he piled his plate with everything that had been served to us.
The margaritas were poured into traditional salted and chilled glasses, and for the next several hours, we talked, laughed, and reconnected like we were old friends, desperate to catch up with each other.
As I watched Connie talk and laugh, my heart ached for her. Oh yeah, I had it bad. Worse than I ever thought possible. I had no idea what this fine woman was thinking, but I for one hadn’t been treated this well since I moved out on my own or had this much fun. Even living at home with my parents was never this good.
I only wished it could go on for a while, but that was all up to Connie. My future and Hot Sugar’s future were in her hands. I could only hope today had the same effect on her as it did on Luke, Rascal, and me, because if it did, no way could she walk away from all of this now.
“ONE THING’S FOR sure, you folks aren’t driving back to Cricket tonight,” Bobby said after the last of the margaritas had been poured. “Not on those winding roads. There’s plenty of room here for each of you to have your own room. That way, you can head on back to Cricket in the morning after I give you that tour. You might even want to saddle up and go for a morning ride. Nothing like an early morning ride to really appreciate this ranch.”
“Spend the night? Here? I don’t know. I have a job to go to in the morning,” Connie said, but her gray eyes were sort of crossing while she spoke. Bobby was right. None of us could go anywhere.
“Maybe you could call someone and take the morning off?” Rascal asked. “Bobby’s right. As much as I love that car, no way would I trust myself behind the wheel. Besides, I’m suddenly dog tired.” He turned to Bobby. “Where’s that bedroom? I think I need to lie down.”
“Shouldn’t we help Mrs. Nash clean up a little?” Connie asked.
“There’s hardly anything left,” Mrs. Nash said, as she walked out on the porch again. “It’s mostly all taken care of, and what’s left won’t take any time at all. Bobby will show you to your rooms. Tina and I already turned the beds down, assuming you’d be staying. All the bedrooms have their own bathrooms. Towels and toiletries are in each room, along with robes or sweats if you’d prefer those. You’ll also find several different phone charging stations in each of your rooms, so no worries there. If any of you needs anything else, just ask. Tina and I will be leaving in about an hour, so please let us know your needs as soon as possible.”
“I’ll be spending the night out in the guesthouse. Not safe for me to be out on that road, either,” Bobby said. “So, if you need anything from me, just text me.”
He gave us his contact info, and we all added it to our phones, along with Mrs. Nash’s info. Not that any of us would bother them once they left, but it was good to know if there was an emergency, we had someone to call.
In the next half hour, we were all shown to our designated rooms. The entire house was decorated in a comfortable modern country kind of look, and my room was no different. A big, comfortable bed, two nightstands, a small sofa, and a good-sized desk surrounded me, all done in different shades of gray, white, and rich woods.
Thing was… I couldn’t sleep. All I could think of was Connie and how great she looked. How great she sounded, and damn, those sexy gray eyes of hers and that body drove me crazy. What the hell? When she was staring down Rascal, I didn’t think I would’ve been as disciplined as Rascal. I would’ve kissed her.
Of course, that might have been the single worst thing any of us could have done, but I had no idea how he forced himself into self-control like that. I could never have done that.
Thus, the reason I tried not to talk too much. It used to always get me into trouble, so I’d learned how to control my emotions years ago, and so far it has served me well… except for tonight.
Nothing seemed to work tonight. I even tried turning on the TV and streamed something mindless on Netflix, but nope.
Wrecked.
I even tried to rub one off… total failure… no enthusiasm for that either.
The woman had totally and completely wrecked me.
About three hours into my sleepless night, I slipped back into my jeans and t-shirt, grabbed the bottle of water that had been provided for me on one of my nightstands, and padded through the house to the back porch. I’d spotted a rocking chair out there earlier that had my name on it.
As soon as I stepped out on the porch, I spotted Connie sitting on a small sofa. I hesitated for a moment, thinking I shouldn’t disturb her, but before I could make my retreat, she greeted me with a warm smile.
“I couldn’t sleep either. That bed is way too big. This whole world is way too big, but what’s your excuse?” she asked.
It was a perfect night, just cool enough for comfort with about a million stars and a quarter moon that provided exactly the right amount of light.
Of course, she looked beautiful with her long, dark hair covering her back and shoulders, while she wore one of the thick, white robes that had been provided. Naturally, I wondered if she wore anything under that thing, and the thought sent a rush of heat right to my dick.
Fuck, but I didn’t want a bulge in my jeans now. Not when I simply wanted to spend some time with Connie, alone.
I was going to take the rocker, but instead, I decided to join her on the sofa and tried to think of the stars, rather than that tight little body of hers hiding under her bulky white robe.
