All Chapters of Resisting The Alpha Cowboy: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

★。＼｜／。★ VANESSA DAVIS ★。／｜＼。★ Returning to the farm from that conversation was slightly exhausting. I felt like crawling into bed and forgetting everything and everyone. The moment I stepped into the house I spotted Ashley. She looked perturbed and guilty. No one else was around. So why the hell was she in Colton’s home? I tried to keep my snarkiness from my face, and get up something that could be passed off as polite if you squinted a little bit and pretended you didn't notice how my eyes ran over her form. She noticed I was there when the door slammed into place. I raised a single eyebrow, giving her my best smile. She couldn't match it. I knew something was up. “Are you okay? Is Colton expecting you?” My tone must have sounded somehow, which made her flinch. She swallowed. “Can I admit something stupid to you? I've heard talking to a stranger is easier than family.” I blink. I'm not the stranger for that, but I guess I can try. I motioned for her to follow me in

▄︻デ══━一 COLTON HAYES💥 That conversation had put me in a bad fucking mood for many reasons. Had vanessa’s brother been here in person he would have received a punch.I shouldn’t have been listening. I should have made my presence known earlier, but now, stepping forward felt like the only thing I could do.I moved into the kitchen, careful not to startle her. But Vanessa didn’t flinch when she saw me. Didn’t even seem surprised. She just looked at me, and in that moment, I could see it—how badly she was holding herself together. She seemed like the type to do that. To keep it all in and pretend she was okay when in reality she was shattered. She didn’t want the world to comfort her. She didn’t want to depend on anything. I felt like i was seeing her as an open book for the first time since I’d met her.Then, before I could say a word, she sighed. “Bust out whatever alcohol you’re hiding, i need a drink strong enough to knock me out.”Her voice was light, almost teasing, but I could

★。＼｜／。★VANESSA DAVIS★。／｜＼。★Drinking wine helped me deal with the disaster that had happened. From discussing with Kyrie, to getting an unwanted phone call from my brother. Oh and how could i forget ashley’s disgusting admission. I’m so tired of relationships. While colton did the dishes and i settled into the couch with a glass of wine. I began working through the anger that was filling in my chest.At first i was sad, but now i was just angry. Angry at rachel, and most especially angry at ezra for handling this like a fucking bitch. She cheated, that’s a crappy thing to do. So get your closure, talk it out and divorce her, but he put the whole family in the middle of it. Then he’s got the nerve to think I’m responsible?Then as i recalled the conversation i felt sad again. My older brothers.... our relationship was fine. I know if lincoln had done something to upset ezra, ezra would forgive him in seconds. He wouldn’t even blame him. But me? I’m the troublemaker who needs to be r

★。＼｜／。★VANESSA DAVIS★。／｜＼。★I was still reeling from colton’s answer to my last question. I was the... i surprised him. He’s mesmerized? I’ve been hit on before. Quite alot. I’ve heard every line in the book. Somehow when colton says something it sounds different. Is that just me? Am i wired in a weird way?My heart wasn’t beating normally anymore.I could still feel the ghost of his words in the space between us. The weight of them. The way he had looked at me, as though trying to cement his words into my brain.He’d said it so easily, like it wasn’t a big deal. Like he didn’t just drop a bomb in my chest.I sucked in a slow breath, trying to ignore the way my palms felt too warm.Colton leaned back slightly, his golden eyes still locked on mine. He wasn’t done.“My turn again,” he repeated, his voice smooth, calm—like he wasn’t watching me fall apart in real time.I kept my back straight, refusing to let him see how much that answer had shaken me.He tilted his head slightly, stud

★。＼｜／。★VANESSA DAVIS★。／｜＼。★It had been three days.Three long days of quiet breakfasts, polite conversation, and Colton being… busy. I'm not unreasonable. I know why he's busy. I know why he's out right after breakfast, and back for dinner. He was around, sure, but not in the same way. No teasing glances. No pushing my buttons just to see how I’d react. Just a casual, distant version of himself that had left me feeling weirdly restless.It wasn’t like I wanted his attention. I wasn’t that girl. But after everything that had happened between us—the staring, the almost too-intimate questions, the kiss—I had expected something.Instead, I got short encounters. Breakfast, dinner, and then he was gone.And now, as I sat curled up on his couch, my laptop open on my lap, I found myself staring at the blank document where my next blog post was supposed to be. I should’ve been writing about something—anything—but all I could think about was how I had too much free time, too much quiet, and