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It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. Even through the screen, I can see the cum leaking down his hand. I can see it shoot onto his skin, the evidence of his orgasm everywhere for me to see.

Most of the time he’d come inside me. It’s a totally different experience to see it all over him, to watch it keep coming out as he pants my name over and over.

I meet his eyes through the screen, finding his eyes already on me.

He grabs the phone with the hand not coated in his come. I grab mine, following his lead. We both catch our breaths for a moment, staring into the heated gaze of the other.

“Goldie,” Cade finally says, his voice low.

“Yeah?”

“I don’t fucking care how we make it happen, but soon, you’ll be in my arms again. You hear me?”

I nod because I couldn’t agree more.

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CADE - PRESENT

My feet achein my boots as I walk up the stairs to the main house. Every night before going back to the cabin, I come by and check on Dad. I know he’s got to be lonely in this big, empty house. Even though we spend a lot of time together during the day, I can’t help but want to check in on him before I go to bed for the night.

Today was hard. It’s been a week since Goldie and I watched each other get ourselves off over the phone, and it’s been getting harder and harder to be away from each other. I think it’s in part due to the fact that we’re both so busy right now it’s hard to make time for one another.

She’s almost done with the book, and I’ve been helping Dad prepare for winter. Even though it’s only early fall, there’s still a lot we have to do before the first frost. I want to make sure I help Dad as much as possible, to shoulder what I can of the ranch so he can take some time for himself, to heal from Mom.

It’s been months since Mom died, and Dad is still a shell of the person that he used to be. It’s not as bad as it first was when she passed over the summer, but he still doesn’t smile the way he used to.

I don’t know what else to do but be here and show up for him. But it also hurts because the duty to the ranch is getting in the way of me being able to fly out to Mare.

It’s a fucking mess, and I don’t know how to fix it. Mare and I are good, we’re strong, and I know we’ll make it through this. But it doesn’t mean I don’t fucking miss her like crazy.

My boots thump against the hardwood floor as I walk through the main room.

“Dad?” I yell, not finding him in the kitchen.

“In here,” Dad responds from down the hall. I walk the house until I find him in his office.

It’s weird seeing him sitting at his desk, hunched over a calculator that’s ancient and a laptop that probably needed to be replaced five years ago. After Mom died, he avoided his office like crazy. Even though it was technicallyhisoffice, it was where they spent most of their time together. Her sitting in her chair in the corner keeping herself busy as he worked.

“You just getting done?” Dad asks, typing something into the calculator before looking up at me.

I nod, taking a seat in the recliner in the corner of the room. “Yeah.” I groan, my body melding into the recliner Mom used to sit in and read her books.

“You know you can take a break,” Dad says, pulling a pair of reading glasses from his face.

“I’m not the one still working.”

He gives me his typical warning look that I got plenty of times as a child.

I shrug. “You can’t tell me I don’t have a point.”

He lets out an annoyed sigh. “I’m old. Without your mother here, work is kind of my life, son. But it doesn’t have to be that way for you.”

My heart feels heavy at the mention of Mom. Of knowing how hard it still probably is for him to be without her. I can’t fucking imagine not having Mare. Even the years we spent apart I could tolerate because I knew she was somewhere else, following her dreams. I knew she was happy.

But I can’t fucking think about what it’d be like if she was just…gone.

I shake my head, trying to rid myself of the thought. There’s no fucking way I can approach thinking of that. I’ve really got to find time to go to her, to go to Mare and see her. Hug her. Touch her. Remind her that I’m hers however long our forever will be.

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