was an excited shout and then Natalia was hurtling towards them. “Uncle Gabe!” She threw herself at him and he caught her, wincing at little at the pain in his side, before settling her in his arms. “I didn’t know you were coming tonight!” “I wanted to surprise you Nat.” He kissed her smooth cheek and she threw her arm around his neck. “Hi Ms. Wilson.” “Hello honey. Are you enjoying your first week of summer vacation?” “Yep. I don’t miss school at all.” Morgan laughed as she started to walk towards Lacey and Peter. “I’ll tell you a secret – I haven’t started to miss it yet either.” “Where’s Lemon?” The little girl suddenly asked. “She’s in the pasture with the other sheep Nat.” “Oh.” The little girl sighed in disappointment. “I thought you would bring her.” Gabe squeezed her gently. “She needs to spend time with the flock.” “I bet she would like me if she spent more time with me.” Natalia said earnestly. “Nat, you know that the lambs are skittish of humans.” Gabe reminded her. “But she loves Ms. Wilson.” Natalia protested. Gabe glanced at Morgan. It was true; Lemon did love Morgan. She followed her around the house and the yard like a dog and if Morgan went into the pasture, Lemon immediately left the other sheep to stand next to her. “That’s because she bottle-fed her honey. If we ever have another lamb that needs to be bottle-fed, you can help us with it okay? Then the lamb won’t be afraid of you.” “Okay.” The little girl agreed happily. “So now you’re turning my daughter into a sheep farmer?” Lacey raised one eyebrow at him before giving him a brief hug. “I’m so glad you came.” She whispered into his ear. He watched as Morgan hugged Peter. A thin thread of jealousy went through him and he took a deep breath. He was being ridiculous. Morgan didn’t hug him because he had made it perfectly clear that he didn’t want to be hugged. She was a touchy-feely kind of person – that was obvious right away - and he knew she suppressed that urge when she was around him. She couldn’t fully suppress it; she had a tendency to sit too close to him when they were sitting on the couch, and she would brush her hand across his back or pat him gently on the arm when she walked by him. He pretended not to notice; pretended that her soft touches didn’t drive him crazy. They diddrive him crazy and it was only getting worse. Sometimes just thinking about her hand brushing his back would give him an erection. He knew he should ask her to stop but at some point in the last month, the thought of her not touching him was worse than having to conceal his excitement when she did touch him. He had learned to live with his dick being half-hard every time he was around her. He masturbated nearly every night now, picturing Morgan’s sweet face, her pink lips and soft hands, until he came explosively. He would lay in bed afterwards with guilt coursing through him for using Morgan’s attempts at friendship to fuel his school boy fantasies. He knew that it was pointless to picture her ever joining him in his bed but he was helpless to stop. “Come on.” Lacey tugged on his arm, startling him out of his thoughts. “Why don’t you say hi to everyone?” He took a deep breath and followed her towards the group of people standing near the patio.
Chapter 6
“Morgan, I can’t thank you enough.” Lacey hugged her impulsively as Morgan tossed a pile of paper plates into the garbage in the kitchen. “For what?” Morgan hugged her back in bewilderment. “What do you mean for what? For Gabe. I know you convinced him to come to the barbeque.” Lacey replied. “I didn’t actually. When I said I was leaving he told me he was going too.” “Yeah, well – I know it’s been your friendship these last few months that have made a