Jill: Thx. I’ll get in at 10pm. See you soon!
“Hey.” He grips my chin and makes me meet his gaze. “Don’t be embarrassed, baby. I want you just as badly.”
“I’m not embarrassed.” I shrug and grin at him. “I’ve just never had a man call me out on my lustful looks before.”
“I don’t like thinking about you giving other men looks, lustful or otherwise.” He scowls, making me laugh.
“I give Paul Walker lustful looks every time you make me watch Fast Five.”
Josh laughs and shakes his head at me. “You make me laugh.”
“How are your parents? I’m surprised we don’t see more of them, given that you live on the same property.”
“They’re doing well. Staying busy.” He shrugs and reaches for another strawberry.
“Did you always know that you wanted to take over the ranch?”
“Pretty much, yeah, although I thought Zack and I would run it together.” Josh takes a deep breath and gazes at the trees around us. “This is our home. I love it here.”
“It’s beautiful out here.”
He pulls me to my feet and swats my ass firmly. “Come on, feisty girl, let’s head back to the house.”
“I want to drive!” I bounce on the balls of my feet and clap my hands, making Josh laugh.
“No.” He shakes his head and props his hands on his hips, grinning happily.
“Please?” I move over to him and run my hands down his torso. I grip his ass in one hand and cup his growing cock in the other. “I’ll show you how amazing my mouth can be later tonight.”
“Are you offering me sexual favors in exchange for driving my four-wheeler?” he asks with a fake glare.
“Absolutely.”
“Deal.”
CHAPTER
Ten
The three-gate airport is pretty much empty, aside from a few other people standing about waiting for the plane to land.
It’s an hour late.
Jill texted when she boarded the plane at LAX. I’m excited to see her. It’s only been a few months since we last spent time together, but it feels like forever. Jill is the closest thing I have to a sister, and I miss her like crazy.
I should plan a trip to LA soon. We usually alternate our visits, and it’s been too long since I made the trip down to spend time with her.
This airport is tiny. Only two airlines fly in and out, making flights expensive and hard to find, especially in the summer and winter months when the tourism kicks up to full speed. Sculptures and local artwork are displayed, and the décor is rustic, fitting in with the Western theme.
My phone pings in my pocket and I check the incoming text.
Josh: Did she land okay?
I smile and immediately respond, Not yet. Plane is late. Not sure when I’ll be back.
I lean my shoulder against the wall directly across from the security doors that separate the common area from the boarding area and sigh contentedly. Exploring Josh’s ranch today was amazing. His passion and love for his land was clear when he told me about the different facets of the ranch. It’s successful because he loves it so much, and failure is not an option for him.
Our time by the pond was the most amazing experience, both physically and emotionally, that I’ve ever had.
My phone pings again.
Josh: No worries, just drive safe. I’ll worry.
I smile and reply, I’ll be safe. Will text when I’m on the way.
“Flight number 223, direct service from Salt Lake City, is arriving at gate C,” a bored voice announces. Jill’s flight is here at last. I tuck my phone away as sleepy-looking passengers begin to file through the gate door and through the glass security doors to the main room.
I smile as I see Jill come through the door. She and I are the same height, but she’s on the petite side. Where I’m curvy, she’s slender. Almost delicate. She has beautiful thick, dark hair, which she keeps long and typically back in a French braid. Her soft blue eyes find mine and she offers me a weary smile as she approaches me.
“Hey, Jillybean!” I wrap my arms around her and pull her in for a long, hard hug.
“Hey, Carebear,” she replies with a laugh, and holds on tight. When I pull back and look at her, something feels off. She’s smiling at me, but her eyes are sad.
“What’s wrong?” I ask immediately.
Jill shakes her head and leads me to the baggage claim. “Not a thing.”
“Okay, why the impromptu trip?” I watch as black bag after black bag passes before us on the conveyor belt.
“Missed you.” She shrugs and chews on the inside of her lip.
“I’ve missed you too.” I hug her again and kiss her cheek with a loud, hard smack, making her laugh.