RexI watch in fascination as what she just said registers with her. Now, I don't mean to be crude but, really? Special cat powers? Pussy powers? Yes. Indeed I do have special pussy powers.Without a doubt, I know that's not what she meant but my brain went there anyway. I'm as bad as a fifteen-year-old who has sex on the brain 24/7. I don't, though. Not really. It's more that I love watching her blush and can't help myself.She snorts, lifts the lid on the pizza box and grabs a slice, placing it on a plate."Here you go, perv," she teases.I chuckle, accepting the plate and shift so I'm more comfortable. Malcom, however, doesn't move a muscle accept to climb farther into my lap."Thank you. And you're the one who said it, not me.""It's not what I meant, though!" she cries out."Ha!" I bark out a laugh, nudging her knee with mine. "I know, girl. I just can't help but tease you. I've never seen someone be able to blush so easily."Chloe places a piece on another pl

ChloeWhat the ever-loving hell is the temperature set on in my house? I've never been so hot in my life. It's like a furnace has taken up residence in my body and is heating me up from the inside out.And heavy. What is on me? Holy moly. I think it's a person. A real live person. A male person, by the sound of it, if the noise of his snoring is anything to go by.Rex.Rex spent the night.We're on the couch, fully clothed but still.Rex Whatever his last name is spent the night.And oh my word he smells divine. How does a person sleep for hours and still manage to smell fresh and woodsy and masculine? But he does. And his hair, which is right in line with my nose smells good too. He must have showered after he was at the salon this morning, or by the looks of it outside, yesterday morning, because it's not the same shampoo smell as what I used on him. It's masculine also, like a spring rain with a hint of cologne. My stomach whooshes, my heart flutters. This guy. T

Rex"Shit that's cold. Shit."Cold showers really do work. If anyone thinks it's a myth, think again. Because ice cold water hitting your balls will take away a hard on. Fast.And that's exactly what I need after my evening and part of the night with Chloe.I've never been so attracted to a woman like I am to Chloe. But it's not just on the outside. She's passionate and goofy. Loving and tenacious. She knows what she wants and even though someone told her no, she's not accepting it as final. It's more of a 'not now' for her. And damn if that doesn't make her even sexier.Last night I watched as her eyes slowly fell shut. She'd startle, wake herself up, and be right back to drifting off into a slumber. It was adorable and I knew I should have woken her up, let her go to her bed so we'd both be more comfortable. But I couldn't.Just could not stop myself from wanting to nestle in close, listen as her breathing slowed. I knew I was going to fall asleep. Should have woken he

RexIt takes me a bit of screwing around like I have a lot of yardwork to take care of, which I don't because it's not as if my yard is going to be on the cover of a magazine any time soon but it's not pathetic, either. I have grass. A couple bushes that were here when I bought the place and I know enough to make sure they're trimmed when I think about it. No flowers adorning any walkways or water features or fruit trees. No space set aside for a garden of vegetables. Just the standard cement patio right off the back of the house with a table and some chairs. The table has a place to light a fire in the center of it, though, which is cool. Even though I don't use it very much.A large grill sits behind the house that could use a good cleaning. And one day on a whim I bought a pot that had some plants already in it. I kind of felt like a bit of a wuss when I put it outside, but whatever. It's pretty.But now I know that beyond my yard, over the fence that separates the neighbor

Rex"This is where you're taking me?" she asks, surprised but excited, too. Chloe spins around, walking backwards toward the entrance, golden flecks in her eyes shimmering in the sun."Yup.""A pumpkin patch, huh? Is this what we would have done last night had I not ditched you?"It's actually not just a pumpkin patch. There's a hayrack ride and corn maze but the best part is the fresh doughnuts. I was here only a month ago when Ethan asked me to come with him to talk with the owner about a few things for a Halloween party he's planning for The Flying Goat. The thirty-mile drive to get here is worth it, especially after seeing how happy Chloe is now that we're here. And, just to say, the thirty miles of seeing her sitting next to me in my pickup wasn't entirely awful. With every mile we drove, I felt lighter. As if some of the ugly childhood baggage was somehow drifting away. Simply being around Chloe brings a sense of content in me that I can't help but want more of.Our