7
Flynn
“How are you doing, Flynn?” Jessie asked me once Pa started up the path, actually leaving us alone for the first time. Guess he was eager to get back to his wife.
A wife. He hadn’t even hinted about bringing one home with him.
Saige’s reddish-blond hair escaped her long braid around her face…big brown eyes full of depth and emotion... She’d brought so much need into my body and heart, that I didn’t know how to handle myself. I got caught staring before I reminded myself she wasn’t mine for the taking.
An ache spread through my groin, and I grimaced. “I’m alright, I guess.”
“Did you know about Saige?”
“No, ma’am,” I muttered through clenched teeth, fighting off my need to bury my d**k in something other than my fist.
Jessie pulled the last of the supplies from the back of th
