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Authors: Delores Fossen
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Contemporary, Adult, series, Western, Short-Story, Texas, ranch hand, cowboy, Bachelor, sensual, Novella, opposites attract, second chance, Past, elopement, Forever Love, Single Woman, Hearts Desire, Mistake, Spring Hill, Cattle Operation, Quickie Divorce, Still Married, Can't Marry, Father Chooses, Runion, Twelve Years, Rekindle Romance
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be on the same page with that, and he pulled her down to him. All in all, a very good place to be.
Until Natalie heard the two sounds.
Sounds that she didn’t want to hear.
First, there was a knock at the door. A very loud one. In fact, it wasn’t a knock at all but more like a bang. That put a stop to their kissing. So did the voices that followed the banging.
“Natalie, we need to talk right now,” her father called out.
Crap. Crap. Crap.
“Yes, we have to talk,” Marcus piped up.
Both of them. Great. Natalie repeated a few more of those craps while she scrambled out of bed and hurried to dress. Rico got up as well, but not at the same breakneck speed she was moving. However, he was cursing under his breath.
Another bang on the door. Another shout from her father. Another plea from Marcus.
And then Natalie heard something that brought her breakneck pace to a full halt. Another voice. One that she certainly hadn’t expected to hear.
“Natalie? Can I please come in?” the woman said.
Oh, God.
It was her mother.
* * *
“I S THAT WHO I think it is?” Rico asked. He, too, was in scramble mode now, trying to get dressed.
Natalie nodded. Even though Rico had only talked to her mother a couple of times, he obviously remembered her voice.
“What’s your mother doing here?” he added.
She had no idea. Well, she did have an idea, actually. A bad one. Her father had brought her here to make sure that Natalie didn’t do something he would regret. Like stay married to a ranch hand.
“Give me a second,” Natalie called out so that her father would hopefully stop pounding on the door. The sound was going right through her, and her nerves were already raw enough as it was.
She had to squeeze back into the Skinnies because it was the only way her skirt would fit, and despite the franticness of their situation, Rico looked at her while she shimmied them on.
“Yeah, you should burn those things,” he said, frowning.
Natalie would, and buy bigger clothes, but she hoped for now that she didn’t pop out of the Skinnies like a container of canned biscuits that had given way to the pressure.
Even though the seconds were just ticking by, and her father was still pounding on the door, Natalie took a moment to check herself in the dresser mirror. And she nearly screamed. She looked as if she’d been having sex for hours.
Crap .
Rico didn’t do a mirror stop, and that was why he reached the door before she did. That was not good but he was too darn fast, and he threw open the door before she could get there.
And there they were.
Her father’s face was so close to the door that Rico and he practically bumped noses. Marcus stood to her father’s left while her mother stood to his right. Marcus and her father were both obviously in a snit and were glaring, but her mother gave a polite smile.
“Why didn’t you answer your phone?” her father snapped. “I’ve been calling you all afternoon.”
“Sorry, but I forgot that I’d turned it off.” It was true, but he wouldn’t believe that.
Rico stepped to the side, motioned them to come on in, and they did, one by one. Her father and Marcus kept their attention nailed to her while tossing a few glares at Rico. Her mother looked around the way a prospective buyer might.
“Thank you for inviting us into your home, Rico,” her mother said, clearly remembering her manners. Unlike her father.
“You were supposed to be back in Austin,” he snarled. “And you damn sure weren’t supposed to be...doing whatever the hell it was you were doing with him.”
“Sex,” Natalie provided. No use even attempting to hide it. Rico looked as post-orgasmic as she did.
Apparently, neither her father nor Marcus were pleased with her truthful answer, though, because they were having some kind of scowling contest. At the moment her father was winning.
“You have such a lovely home,” her mother added.
“Thank you,” Rico told her. “Would you like to sit
Until Natalie heard the two sounds.
Sounds that she didn’t want to hear.
First, there was a knock at the door. A very loud one. In fact, it wasn’t a knock at all but more like a bang. That put a stop to their kissing. So did the voices that followed the banging.
“Natalie, we need to talk right now,” her father called out.
Crap. Crap. Crap.
“Yes, we have to talk,” Marcus piped up.
Both of them. Great. Natalie repeated a few more of those craps while she scrambled out of bed and hurried to dress. Rico got up as well, but not at the same breakneck speed she was moving. However, he was cursing under his breath.
Another bang on the door. Another shout from her father. Another plea from Marcus.
And then Natalie heard something that brought her breakneck pace to a full halt. Another voice. One that she certainly hadn’t expected to hear.
“Natalie? Can I please come in?” the woman said.
Oh, God.
It was her mother.
* * *
“I S THAT WHO I think it is?” Rico asked. He, too, was in scramble mode now, trying to get dressed.
Natalie nodded. Even though Rico had only talked to her mother a couple of times, he obviously remembered her voice.
“What’s your mother doing here?” he added.
She had no idea. Well, she did have an idea, actually. A bad one. Her father had brought her here to make sure that Natalie didn’t do something he would regret. Like stay married to a ranch hand.
“Give me a second,” Natalie called out so that her father would hopefully stop pounding on the door. The sound was going right through her, and her nerves were already raw enough as it was.
She had to squeeze back into the Skinnies because it was the only way her skirt would fit, and despite the franticness of their situation, Rico looked at her while she shimmied them on.
“Yeah, you should burn those things,” he said, frowning.
Natalie would, and buy bigger clothes, but she hoped for now that she didn’t pop out of the Skinnies like a container of canned biscuits that had given way to the pressure.
Even though the seconds were just ticking by, and her father was still pounding on the door, Natalie took a moment to check herself in the dresser mirror. And she nearly screamed. She looked as if she’d been having sex for hours.
Crap .
Rico didn’t do a mirror stop, and that was why he reached the door before she did. That was not good but he was too darn fast, and he threw open the door before she could get there.
And there they were.
Her father’s face was so close to the door that Rico and he practically bumped noses. Marcus stood to her father’s left while her mother stood to his right. Marcus and her father were both obviously in a snit and were glaring, but her mother gave a polite smile.
“Why didn’t you answer your phone?” her father snapped. “I’ve been calling you all afternoon.”
“Sorry, but I forgot that I’d turned it off.” It was true, but he wouldn’t believe that.
Rico stepped to the side, motioned them to come on in, and they did, one by one. Her father and Marcus kept their attention nailed to her while tossing a few glares at Rico. Her mother looked around the way a prospective buyer might.
“Thank you for inviting us into your home, Rico,” her mother said, clearly remembering her manners. Unlike her father.
“You were supposed to be back in Austin,” he snarled. “And you damn sure weren’t supposed to be...doing whatever the hell it was you were doing with him.”
“Sex,” Natalie provided. No use even attempting to hide it. Rico looked as post-orgasmic as she did.
Apparently, neither her father nor Marcus were pleased with her truthful answer, though, because they were having some kind of scowling contest. At the moment her father was winning.
“You have such a lovely home,” her mother added.
“Thank you,” Rico told her. “Would you like to sit
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