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CHARLIE
Oh, sweet baby Jesus. I should’ve packed my vibrator. I woke up from the most s****l nap-dream I’ve ever had. I wasn’t sure if I should rub my eyes or my clit.
In the dream, I’d been in this same bed, only Levi, the giant cowboy, had been in here with me.
Looming over me on his hands and knees, framing me in, so all I could see, all I could feel, was him.
Calling me beautiful and—oh my God, what had he said?
It’s my job to see to your every need at Wolf Ranch. And it starts with this…
It was only a dream. Only a dream.
I didn’t even know how I’d fallen asleep! I’d meant to sit down and review the data of all breeding activity for Mr. Claymore’s mares over the past eight years, to update the ovulation chart for Seraphina, but the drive from Colorado had exhausted me. Obvio
