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and his fucking hat, that sexy fucking hat, tilted back far enough that she could see his entire face. And she nearly whimpered when he smiled at her.
“You’re all undone there, Princess. Not to mention your lips are all swollen, and I’m sure that your breasts, lovely as they are, have some pretty nice bruises on them. If you come on back here, I’ll see what I can do to make them all better.” She didn’t answer him but turned on her heel and made her way into the house.
If she encountered anyone on the way to her room, she couldn’t remember. What she could remember, however, was never being this pissed off in her life. And to top it all off, what really made her see red was the fact that she wanted to go right back out there and ask him…no, beg him…to do it to her again.
“But that’s not going to happen.” She went to her bathroom, dropping what was left of her clothing on the floor as she went. They’d be in the trash can as soon as she was clean, and she’d never think of him or them again. But standing in front of the mirror, looking at the marks he’d made on her, Holly felt her pussy soak again. Christ, the man had made her feel things she’d never felt before.
Leaning into the mirror to look at her bruises and swollen lip, she stared at the place where there had been a cut from the bank. Not only was it healed, but there wasn’t a scar either. No mark at all that she could see. Closing her eyes to what she was seeing, Holly stepped into the shower and turned the water to cold.
Cooling off her body but not her mind made her feel a little better. Turning the water to a warmer temperature, she scrubbed her body four times to try and get his scent off her. Holly was washing her hair when she realized that they’d not used any protection. Her entire body warmed at the thought of carrying his child.
“That’s the stupidest thing you’ve ever thought of.” Instead of looking down at her flat belly again, she washed herself a fifth time. “Having a child of his would be just what the prick would want. Then he’d be married to a rich woman.”
But even as the words spilled from her mouth, she knew that they weren’t true. He might be a lot of things in her mind, even a prick for making her feel so dirty after what had happened in his truck. But he’d never ever do something like that. And for whatever reason, Holly knew that if he did father a child with her, he’d be better with the child than he’d ever be with her.
Holly was depressed when she finished dressing. The clothing that she’d had on in the yard was now in the trash. The entire thing, all of it, was not going to be front and center to her life again. But after she made her way to the kitchen for a much needed cup of coffee, she sat in the chair and stared out at nothing. Miss James touching her shoulder brought her out of her thoughts of the big cowboy.
“You all right, miss?” Nodding, Holly asked for a cup of tea. “No coffee? I thought you was a coffee girl like your daddy.”
“No. I want some tea.” She did too. A good strong cup of it. “Do you have any of those cookies from last week? I’m suddenly famished.”
After finishing off six of the iced pumpkin cookies, Holly felt better. Not great but a good deal better. Going to her office at the house, she made some progress on the file that the man, as she’d decided to call Jace, had left, and she was nearly finished with the fourth page when something caught her eye. One company’s name was on the list of companies that they had outstanding bills to, but no company receipts were in the file that she’d been given by Jace.
Picking up the phone, she called her dad. “Do you have anything on the books for a group by the name of Steller and Steller? Like maybe a feed company or a vet consortium?”
“Doesn’t ring a bell. But let me have someone here look into this. I can ask Mason, he’s here in my office right now going over some of the finer details
“You’re all undone there, Princess. Not to mention your lips are all swollen, and I’m sure that your breasts, lovely as they are, have some pretty nice bruises on them. If you come on back here, I’ll see what I can do to make them all better.” She didn’t answer him but turned on her heel and made her way into the house.
If she encountered anyone on the way to her room, she couldn’t remember. What she could remember, however, was never being this pissed off in her life. And to top it all off, what really made her see red was the fact that she wanted to go right back out there and ask him…no, beg him…to do it to her again.
“But that’s not going to happen.” She went to her bathroom, dropping what was left of her clothing on the floor as she went. They’d be in the trash can as soon as she was clean, and she’d never think of him or them again. But standing in front of the mirror, looking at the marks he’d made on her, Holly felt her pussy soak again. Christ, the man had made her feel things she’d never felt before.
Leaning into the mirror to look at her bruises and swollen lip, she stared at the place where there had been a cut from the bank. Not only was it healed, but there wasn’t a scar either. No mark at all that she could see. Closing her eyes to what she was seeing, Holly stepped into the shower and turned the water to cold.
Cooling off her body but not her mind made her feel a little better. Turning the water to a warmer temperature, she scrubbed her body four times to try and get his scent off her. Holly was washing her hair when she realized that they’d not used any protection. Her entire body warmed at the thought of carrying his child.
“That’s the stupidest thing you’ve ever thought of.” Instead of looking down at her flat belly again, she washed herself a fifth time. “Having a child of his would be just what the prick would want. Then he’d be married to a rich woman.”
But even as the words spilled from her mouth, she knew that they weren’t true. He might be a lot of things in her mind, even a prick for making her feel so dirty after what had happened in his truck. But he’d never ever do something like that. And for whatever reason, Holly knew that if he did father a child with her, he’d be better with the child than he’d ever be with her.
Holly was depressed when she finished dressing. The clothing that she’d had on in the yard was now in the trash. The entire thing, all of it, was not going to be front and center to her life again. But after she made her way to the kitchen for a much needed cup of coffee, she sat in the chair and stared out at nothing. Miss James touching her shoulder brought her out of her thoughts of the big cowboy.
“You all right, miss?” Nodding, Holly asked for a cup of tea. “No coffee? I thought you was a coffee girl like your daddy.”
“No. I want some tea.” She did too. A good strong cup of it. “Do you have any of those cookies from last week? I’m suddenly famished.”
After finishing off six of the iced pumpkin cookies, Holly felt better. Not great but a good deal better. Going to her office at the house, she made some progress on the file that the man, as she’d decided to call Jace, had left, and she was nearly finished with the fourth page when something caught her eye. One company’s name was on the list of companies that they had outstanding bills to, but no company receipts were in the file that she’d been given by Jace.
Picking up the phone, she called her dad. “Do you have anything on the books for a group by the name of Steller and Steller? Like maybe a feed company or a vet consortium?”
“Doesn’t ring a bell. But let me have someone here look into this. I can ask Mason, he’s here in my office right now going over some of the finer details
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