Wanting More(73)

I thought about going to the salon and seeing her like I said I was going to, but just saying hello wasn’t going to be enough for me. I had to touch her and to be able to be inside of her.

When I woke up the next morning, and started my daily routine, I sat down and sent her a text asking if she could meet me.

I got excited when she said that she was planning on stopping by to the see the twins and Bella anyway. I knew that my sister wouldn’t be okay with us talking in my room, so I told her to drive down the lane and hide her car when she left and I would meet her in the barn.

The only person I had to tell was Harvey and he got a kick out of me hiding a girl from my sister.

The day went by so slow.

There were certain things we had to do, depending on what time of year it was. Winter was always the slowest. The chickens kept us busy, but it wasn’t an all day job. After feeding the cattle and doing our counts, they were good for a while too. Ty was teaching Bella to play pool in the barn during lunch, because Miranda and the boys were asleep. I grabbed a drink and watched her playing with her father. She was cute how she would reach out to take her shot and stick out her tongue when she aimed. When she would miss she would stick out her lip and pout.

I held it in, while Ty laughed at her. “Iz, you’re not going to make every single shot, sweetie, you can’t get all mad about it.”

“But you and Uncle Conner make your shots.”

“We’ve been playing a long time. You’re just learning.” Ty bent down to take his shot and he missed on purpose.

Bella took her stick and tapped it on the ground. “Daddy, you missed on purpose!”

He lifted his eyebrows and pretended to be offended. “I did not! Sometimes Daddy misses shots. Everyone misses, in fact, Uncle Conner misses all the time.”

I picked up a billiard chalk container and threw it at his head. “Don’t listen to your dad, Bells. He’s the one who chokes under pressure.”

“Chokes?” She didn’t understand.

“Yeah, when he is playin’ a real match, he shoots worse than you.”

Ty flipped me the finger and mouthed ‘fuck you’, before turning his attention to his daughter. He bent down and looked at me when he talked. “Your Uncle Conner has something called erectile dysfunction that makes him tell lies all the time. Don’t listen to him, Iz.”

“Dude, don’t tell her that!” I shook my head, but couldn’t help but laugh.

Ty was all red in the corner, until his daughter started asking more questions. “Daddy, what’s ereekile fuktion? Is he going to die?”

She pronounced function like fucktion and I lost it. Ty’s laughter ceased and he squatted down in front of her. “Iz, that isn’t what I called it and I was just joking. I made it up. Uncle Conner is fine. Don’t say that word again, or your mother will kill me.”

“Then your dad will be the one with the erectile dysfunction.”

Ty shook his head. I’d called him out on his own joke and he hated that.

“Don’t you have something you can do, or a married woman to call?”

Bella was bent over shooting a ball and she wasn’t facing me. I grabbed my jeans where my balls were then walked out of the barn.

Once my sister was awake, Ty and Bella went back in the house. I shot a couple games of pool by myself and watched the damn clock. When I saw her little car pull up the lane, I headed for the house. I knew I couldn’t make it obvious when we were inside, but I couldn’t wait to be close to her again.

She climbed out of her car and I leaned up against the house, so Miranda couldn’t see where I was. “Hey, beautiful.”

She smiled, but looked down to hide her face. “Where’s your sister?”

“Probably lookin’ out the window for me.”

She walked up to the door and looked over at me. I reached my hand out and she put hers into it. Our fingers intertwined together and I squeezed them tighter. She looked up into my eyes. “I miss you.”

I pulled her hand up to my lips. “Have a nice visit. You know where to find me, Blaze.”

Bella opened the door for Amy and she went in without letting her notice I was standing there the whole time. Once I heard them all talking, I walked around the back of the house and then straight to the barn. It was hard finding something to do when I knew she was that close. I should have just walked in there and claimed her as mine in front of Miranda. I was tired of walking on eggshells, but I also didn’t want them to stop being friends. Amy didn’t really have any real friends that were girls, except for my sister and Miranda was in the same situation. Sure she had Van, but they were family and in our family you didn’t have a choice.