This Love of Mine (Raine Series #1)

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give her the option when I saw her.
    "Yeah
dude, no problem. I'll figure it out."
    "K,
I'll see ya tonight."
    I hung
up with Glenn just as I reached the top of the hill and her beautiful face came
into view. She looked even prettier than when I had seen her just a little
while ago. Her hair was now down and blowing in the breeze. Once again, I could
smell the faint aroma of strawberries, and my pants grew tight. Everything
about this girl had my body humming each I saw her. If I was a smart guy, I
would run in the opposite direction, but I have to admit, I'm not a very smart
man.
    She was
standing there staring in my direction, with the same look of desperation I had
whenever I saw her. I slipped my cell phone back into my front pocket and
straightened my ball cap. I knew how I must've looked to her, but damn if I
never got a chance to shower before seeing her. A small smile splayed across
her lips as I inched closer to her. Everything about her was contagious, her
smile included. I smiled back as I closed the distance. Every part of my hyperaware
body wanted to pull her into me and crush my mouth onto hers. Just the thought
of it, had my body responding and my heart racing.
    "Well
hey there, cowboy." She grinned.
    I got a
kick out of her little nickname for me. No one had ever called me cowboy,
except for my grandparents, but the words coming out of her mouth sent my mind
reeling.
    "Hey
there, pretty girl. How's the leg today?" We hadn't gotten into detail about
that yet, but I couldn't blame her much.
    "Better,
thanks for asking."
    She
leaned in to hug me just as I reached out to shake her hand. We ended up in an
awkward half handshake hug, and we laughed at the ridiculousness of it all.
When she pulled back out of my half embrace, I slowly let go, but keeping her
hand in mine was a feeling I never wanted to end. Her skin was soft and smooth,
and so warm to the touch. The electricity that shot through us was undeniable
and I found myself craving the feel of her mouth against mine. I had a small
debate in my mind over whether or not to just go for it, when my next move not
only shocked her , but me as well.
    I tugged
on her hand that still rested in mine, pulling her body almost flush with my
own. My hand went up to her overwhelmingly beautiful face, brushing strands of
hair behind her ear. We stood staring into one another's eyes as the world
disappeared around us. I felt comfort and joy in her gaze and I slowly sealed
my lips over hers. Our kiss started out slow and gentle, but within seconds it
turned passionate and needy.
    My hands
flew up to the sides of her face and I deepened the kiss to epic proportions.
My tongue slid across her plump lower lip and she instantly granted me access.
As our tongues massaged one another's, I pulled her closer, and it still felt
too far.
    Excitement
and pure lust ran through my veins as her warm hands slipped underneath my
shirt, massaging my taught back muscles. I knew her leg was hurt, but I wasn't
sure of the extent, so I digressed and settled for resting my hands at the top
of her ass. I knew this was headed somewhere more complex, and fast. I needed
to step back and gather my thoughts. I need to compose myself and take this
slow. Unfortunately, time wasn't on our side. I was due to leave the farm
tomorrow, and nothin' about that made me happy. I needed her, maybe more than I
wanted to admit to myself, but I needed her all the same.
    I pulled
back a touch, and chanced a glance at her fallen expression. She was taking my
hesitation the wrong way. I could feel her body rejecting my advance to pull
her back in. I grasped for her thin tank top, bunching it up in my wary hands.
"Don't pull away." I whispered into the mid-day air.
    Her
hands flew up to her hair, pushing back through the long wind blown tendrils
and then came to rest on her hips. "Maybe, this is a bad idea." She
gestured between the two of us and my heart literally sank down to my feet. I
knew this was moving fast, but the

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