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as she was. Her body knew she felt the same way, but she wouldn’t allow her mind to accept it. She and Bolt had something special. No ghostly spirit was going to spoil it for them.
On the ride home, Hannah dismissed thoughts of her attraction to Slim. He wasn’t real, she tried to convince herself. He was a fantasy. Everyone fantasized once in a while. It didn’t mean anything.
She reined in her emotions and pondered her ancestor’s ability to love and feel married to four men at the same time. And what amazing woman could hold so many men with such unwavering loyalty? Was it truly possible?
Bolt always said he’d stick by her no matter what, but she doubted he meant while she slept with other men, not even one other man. But he might feel differently if she were the center of a ménage with him right there all the time. In her fantasy the other man was a spirit and not an actual human. Bolt would have to accept her fucking someone else under those circumstances. She shook her head at such fanciful thoughts. No, never. Of course he wouldn’t. At a red light, she pulled out her cell to text him. Luv U , she pressed into the text and hit Send before the light changed.
Most likely Bolt wouldn’t get it for several days. Out on the range checking cattle, he’d have no cell reception. His father’s property was several thousand square acres. They had strategically placed cabins out in certain fields so cowhands could be more comfortable for a night or two.
Perhaps going club hopping with Melia tonight would keep her from thinking about Slim’s kiss and what it all meant. Her body was not quite as agitated as it had been last time she’d seen Slim. Perhaps the kiss satisfied her. Huh, she hadn’t been satisfied with a kiss since she was eighteen and Bolt stripped off all her clothes in the hay loft. She’d loved the way he looked at her and came all over her tummy without penetration the moment he first sucked her nipple. And she had come all over his fingers.
Back then it had been building in her for weeks. The way his gaze raked her naked body from top to bottom did her in. Of course, she couldn’t leave him high and dry, so she posed on a bale of hay and let him fuck her. She came twice more, once as he shot his load into her and again as he pulled out. For weeks after, they’d been scared to death she’d get pregnant. They never again fucked without a condom. That is, not until she started on the pill in college.
If they had been able to figure a way to marry, they’d be together now. Bolt was in debt until his vet business prospered enough to pay it off. The expensive equipment needed by a horse and cattle vet soaked up all he was able to save and his monthly payments on his college loans never seemed to dent the principle. If his mother relented and signed over the trust left to him by her father, he could pay off everything at once. No way was that likely to happen. Alice May Carmody hated Hannah. For some reason, Bolt’s mother thought “that Janes girl” was going to ruin her son and make his life miserable. Although Hannah had never given the woman reason, Alice May was certain Hannah was a slut who would sleep around on the man she married. Alice was not going to see that happen to her son.
Was her sudden yen for Slim proof that Bolt’s mother was right all along? No! She’d not been tempted to stray even once in more than ten years. That could certainly not qualify her as a slut.
A ghost wouldn’t have sperm. Now, why had that popped into her mind? She would never cheat on Bolt, not even with a ghost. She drove past the guard at the gate of her home without the usual wave and parked in the six-car garage seconds before her father.
He gave her a hug and, distracted by work worries, he informed her he’d have to leave her on her own because he had to return to the office after a quick shower and shave.
“I’m going to a club with Melia, so it’s okay.”
“Sorry, pumpkin. You have a
On the ride home, Hannah dismissed thoughts of her attraction to Slim. He wasn’t real, she tried to convince herself. He was a fantasy. Everyone fantasized once in a while. It didn’t mean anything.
She reined in her emotions and pondered her ancestor’s ability to love and feel married to four men at the same time. And what amazing woman could hold so many men with such unwavering loyalty? Was it truly possible?
Bolt always said he’d stick by her no matter what, but she doubted he meant while she slept with other men, not even one other man. But he might feel differently if she were the center of a ménage with him right there all the time. In her fantasy the other man was a spirit and not an actual human. Bolt would have to accept her fucking someone else under those circumstances. She shook her head at such fanciful thoughts. No, never. Of course he wouldn’t. At a red light, she pulled out her cell to text him. Luv U , she pressed into the text and hit Send before the light changed.
Most likely Bolt wouldn’t get it for several days. Out on the range checking cattle, he’d have no cell reception. His father’s property was several thousand square acres. They had strategically placed cabins out in certain fields so cowhands could be more comfortable for a night or two.
Perhaps going club hopping with Melia tonight would keep her from thinking about Slim’s kiss and what it all meant. Her body was not quite as agitated as it had been last time she’d seen Slim. Perhaps the kiss satisfied her. Huh, she hadn’t been satisfied with a kiss since she was eighteen and Bolt stripped off all her clothes in the hay loft. She’d loved the way he looked at her and came all over her tummy without penetration the moment he first sucked her nipple. And she had come all over his fingers.
Back then it had been building in her for weeks. The way his gaze raked her naked body from top to bottom did her in. Of course, she couldn’t leave him high and dry, so she posed on a bale of hay and let him fuck her. She came twice more, once as he shot his load into her and again as he pulled out. For weeks after, they’d been scared to death she’d get pregnant. They never again fucked without a condom. That is, not until she started on the pill in college.
If they had been able to figure a way to marry, they’d be together now. Bolt was in debt until his vet business prospered enough to pay it off. The expensive equipment needed by a horse and cattle vet soaked up all he was able to save and his monthly payments on his college loans never seemed to dent the principle. If his mother relented and signed over the trust left to him by her father, he could pay off everything at once. No way was that likely to happen. Alice May Carmody hated Hannah. For some reason, Bolt’s mother thought “that Janes girl” was going to ruin her son and make his life miserable. Although Hannah had never given the woman reason, Alice May was certain Hannah was a slut who would sleep around on the man she married. Alice was not going to see that happen to her son.
Was her sudden yen for Slim proof that Bolt’s mother was right all along? No! She’d not been tempted to stray even once in more than ten years. That could certainly not qualify her as a slut.
A ghost wouldn’t have sperm. Now, why had that popped into her mind? She would never cheat on Bolt, not even with a ghost. She drove past the guard at the gate of her home without the usual wave and parked in the six-car garage seconds before her father.
He gave her a hug and, distracted by work worries, he informed her he’d have to leave her on her own because he had to return to the office after a quick shower and shave.
“I’m going to a club with Melia, so it’s okay.”
“Sorry, pumpkin. You have a
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