My only saving grace is that I twisted my long hair in a tight bun to keep it neat and tidy. The last thing I wanted was to arrive in Fort Collins looking like a hot mess.
One of the advantages of working on my feet and running around all day is the fact I’ve been able to lose the twenty-five pounds I put on during the last months of my relationship with Clark. I’m no supermodel and I wouldn’t mind dropping an extra ten pounds to feel better about myself, but at least I can fit in the clothing I already had. With all of these recent woes, I can’t afford a new wardrobe. If I hadn’t dropped a few pounds, I would have been in big trouble because I wouldn’t have had anything to wear. But after meeting Riley’s sexy brother, I wish I had been able to buy new stylish and flirty clothing because what I brought with me is kind of unexciting.
I wish I had Gwyn’s exotic and seductive good looks.
I’ve always felt like the ugly duckling compared to my best friend—she’s taller, sexier and thinner than I’ll ever be.
I should get back. Jake is going to think I fell asleep in the bathtub.
I splash my face and my chest with cold water before sleeking back a few strands of hair gone loose. There’s not much I can do to stand out more. The only things I have going for me are my hazel eyes, my waist-length straight blonde hair and my huge boobs. Without makeup, no one would give me a second glance.
Once I make peace with the fact I haven’t been blessed by the gods, I step out of the bathroom to go back down to join Jake, but for some reason I linger at the top of the stairs.
I wonder if one of these doors is his bedroom.
My cheeks burn. What a silly thought for a woman who broke things off with her cheating boyfriend a few months ago. I shake off the preposterous idea and I go back downstairs looking forward to a good meal.
CHAPTER FOUR
JAKE
That’s Allison?
I know I shouldn’t stare, but how can I not?
When my baby sister announced she had hired a new assistant to replace Cynthia, I was thrilled for her. Riley’s business has been bursting at the seams and there’s no way she can run one of the top food blogs on the Internet and raise four kids under the age of nine.
My excitement quickly faded when she announced the winner was from New York. Both Hunter and I rolled our eyes. It’s true we only lived in the Big Apple for six months after selling our tech company, but it was sufficient time to sample our fair share of skinny New Yorkers. I expected Allison to be one of those hard-edged women who lives off of beet juice and kale salad, but she’s not. She’s a warm and sensual woman.
The color of the shirt she’s wearing makes her eyes pop. I didn’t want to seem too rude so I wasn’t able to tell if her eyes are green or hazel, but those eyelashes go on for miles.
I know I should have been busying myself in the kitchen since I’m sure Allison would appreciate a hearty meal, but it was way more interesting watching her climb the stairs all the way to my bathroom. Those hips wiggled with every step she took and it was impossible for me to peel my eyes off of her delicious body. I did notice from the corner of my eyes when she turned around to look in my direction, but I didn’t want to scare her off by making eye contact. As charming as Riley’s previous assistant Cynthia was, her boyish frame did nothing for me, but Allison’s Scarlett Johansson-like physique is going to be the end of me. I mean she has curves in all the right places and her big tits make it impossible to focus on anything else.
Riley should have told me her new assistant was a bombshell.
I love how unpretentious Allison seems. I’m glad she’s not one of those stuck-up women who can’t even go to the grocery store without full makeup. There’s something fresh and unassuming about her that’s a real turn-on.
Damn, Hunter is going to lose his mind when he lays eyes on Allison. We both tend to prefer women with heavy tits and hourglass bodies. There’s nothing quite like grabbing a girl from behind and slamming my dick deep inside her aching pussy while pulling her hair back and forcing her to submit to my desires. Nothing.
Sadly, life in the middle of nowhere doesn’t bode well for relationships. Even casual dating can be tricky in a small rural town. Not to mention, the pace of our day-to-day life is very demanding—in fact it’s almost as grueling as when Hunter and I were at the helm of our former tech company in Cali. The big difference is that instead of writing codes, we tend to our award-winning cattle, producing the best Angus beef in the state, if not the country. We start our day at six-thirty in the morning and we don’t stop until four or five o’clock in the afternoon. Even with a full staff of cowboys, it’s still go-go-go. When we’re done taking care of our booming business, I like to spend some quality time with my niece and nephews. That usually leaves little to no time for dating.