Lahat ng Kabanata ng Kiss It Better: Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

When I wake up it’s still dark outside. I check my watch and see it’s around three in the morning. I didn’t mean to fall asleep, but with enough whiskey, that’s bound to happen. I sit up on the couch and rub my eyes with the heels of my hands.I was a mess when we got back to the house, and I felt like I had no control. I still don’t know what the fuck I would have done if I hadn’t made it to Julie in time, but when she was safe in the house again, I needed a drink. A lot of them. Not only to calm my nerves but to keep me from going to her. All I wanted to do was rip her wet clothes off and take her right there on the floor in the bathroom. But I held off and decided I needed to put some walls between me and her naked body.At some point I thought she’d come find me, but I must have fallen asleep before that happened. Thoughts of where she is now have me standing up and searching for her.In the living room it looks like she was here with the messy blanket and pillows, but it’s quiet

I stare at Graham as he chews on the eggs I made for him and wait for his reaction. He keeps on chewing before he audibly swallows. “It’s great, babe.”I roll my eyes. “You’re so full of it.” I laugh and walk over to the tray of muffins on the stove and bring him back one. He bites into it and moans. The lesson I’m learning is I should stick to what I know.“I can bake like a god, but I can’t make much else to save my life. I don’t even know how that’s possible.”“You know I don’t care if you cook. Why would you want to put Kelly out of a job?” If it wasn't for Kelly, Graham and I might have starved to death by now. After that first night together we couldn't manage to leave the bedroom. We spent a solid week in there before coming up for air, and thankfully Kelly kept leaving food outside our bedroom door.“It’s true, that man is a killer in the kitchen.” I point my finger at him. “But I’m better with the sweets than him, and don’t you forget it.”When he pulls me against his side, h

When we walk into the barn, I kick the wooden door closed behind us, and it echoes through the empty building. This is one of the smaller barns on the edge of the property. We just keep tolls and wood for fencing out here, and there’s a little room in the back for storage.That’s where I’m headed as Julie wiggles in my arms.“Is the big bad cowboy going to give me a ride?” Her eyebrows rise and her hips move as I go into the room and set her ass on the workbench.“I’m thinking of putting you on a saddle so I can keep you ready when I want it.” I push up the front of her sundress and yank her ass towards me.“Mmmm.” She hums appreciatively at the idea, and I shake my head.“You think of punishment as a reward.” I open the front of my jeans and pull out my hard length. “But what if I kept you from cumming the whole time?”With one quick tug of her panties to the side, I thrust into her wetness in one hard stroke. My cock is buried, and she cries out as I hold it there and let her adjust

Ten years later…It’s so sunny outside that it’s hard to open my eyes as we lie stretched out on the blanket. I hear the kids arguing about whose turn it is to feed the swans, but I just ignore them as I burrow deeper against Julie.“Those swans are going to be so fat,” she laughs as I squeeze her thigh.“Let them enjoy it, and we can enjoy the alone time.”Julie sighs as she rolls over next to me, and I feel her hand on my face. “Have I ever told you how much I love you?” she asks, and I smile.“Not today, so you better do it.” When I open my eyes, she’s sitting up on her elbow to look down at me, and there’s a halo of sunshine around her.“Mama, can we go to the barn and look at the baby lambs?” our oldest asks, and she looks over and nods.“Just ask Shane to help you with the latch.”Our three boys take off in the direction of the barn and Julie watches them go. “How long do you think we have?” I ask as I run my hand down her arm.“Probably about fifteen minutes.” She looks down at

I stare at the computer screen, wishing things could be different. How did things genuinely get so bad? I love this place. It’s all I’ve known my whole life and soon I’m going to lose it. No matter how hard I work I just can’t dig myself out of this hole. I’m going to lose the only link I have to my family. Their legacy. The place my grandma and grandpa poured their everything into. My heart breaks thinking about them. I try to remind myself that even if I lose this place I will always carry them with me.I hit the close button on our accounting program knowing no matter how long I stare at the screen nothing is going to change. I have months. If I’m lucky. Taxes are due and there’s no way I’m going to be able to pay them. I have no reason to think that something is going to change that might help with the matter. Besides selling this place, and that is the last thing I want to do. Even if I’m being offered way more than this place is worth. But to me it’s priceless.I force a smile w