Irresistible Touch
So here’s how it started: My car blew out in the middle of the road…
Guess whose ranch happens to be nearby – my high school sweetheart.
It really is a small world, isn’t it? As I stare at him, it gets harder and harder to breathe.
That athletic body from back in the day has grown into a hunk of a man, a hardworking cowboy.
We have not seen each other for years, and in his mind, I bet he thinks I just upped and left; if only he knew the full story…
I
watch him fix my car, shirtless, and he completely takes the breath
from my lungs. There is a tension of passion between us, you could cut
it with a knife.
It’s a natural thing for me, a habit if you will, but I can’t just keep a model picture to myself, the world has to see it…
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