Page 5 of The Marriage Auction 2: Part 2

I had to hold my breath and grit might teeth in order to not get hard. Seeing my woman backlit by the sun, her beautiful breasts outlined by the thin garment, her body arched, those stunning legs looking a mile long…

I cleared my throat right as the cat meowed and both women turned toward me.

“Morning ladies,” I grunted, hoping my semi-hard cock wasn’t visible behind my pants since I couldn’t hold a cat, and a cup of coffee,andhide my response to such an enticing visual.

“I see you’ve met Rebecca,” Summer smiled wide, her sun-kissed face looking even more beautiful free of all makeup, her hair a wild halo of blonde waves catching the light. She removed her foot from Autumn’s knee.

“We’ve become friends.” I nuzzled the top of the cat’s head with my chin, and it purred loudly as Summer moved to meet us, her breasts bouncing delectably against the scrap of relatively sheer cotton she wore.

Summer stopped a foot in front of me and stroked the cat’s head. “Yeah, well, Rebecca has good taste in men,” she winked.

Rebecca… I chuckled, now understanding where she’d come up with the fake name. “Great name.”

Summer lifted her hand and brushed back the layers of my hair, staring me in the eyes as she rose on her toes and pressed her mouth to mine. She tasted like sunshine and sugar as she flicked her tongue over my bottom lip and sighed.

When she pulled away, she took the cup of coffee and helped herself to a long sip. “Mmmm, needs sugar.” She handed it back to me as if drinking from my cup wasn’t incredibly intimate.

“Hi, Jack.” Autumn waved as Summer looped an arm around my waist.

“Morning. Looks like the two of you have been busy.”

Summer shrugged. “Had an itch to do some earthing. Autumn heard me poking around and we slipped into old habits. Sorry you woke alone in a strange place. I was going to make coffee, then feed Rebecca, but I saw my hummingbird feeders needed to be filled as well, and then my fish needed some food, and a few weeds had sprouted up and well…” She smiled. “Sometimes I get swept away by it all.”

“It’s okay. Do you want to go get breakfast?” I asked. The stew was good last night, but I needed sustenance first thing in the morning.

“I could make waffles. I don’t do pancakes. I don’t like ‘em,” she added randomly.

“Wait, aren’t pancakes and waffles made the same way, but one is pressed into a mold and the other cooked flat? How can you like one but not the other?” I asked.

“Texture is weird for her. She’s always been like that,” Autumn interrupted while wiping her filthy hands on her shorts.

Summer just shrugged and grinned. “Come on, Jacky, let me get you fed. Then how about I take you to our farm?”

“Sounds like a plan. Autumn, will you be joining us?” I hoped she’d decline.

“Nope, it’s time for me to open the store. Have fun. Rebecca!” she called out, and the cat bolted out of my arms and raced off to greet Autumn. The cat then leapt into the air, landing right on Autumn’s shoulder where she caught her so she wouldn’t fall. “Morning, girl. Let’s go sell some helpful items to people that need them,” she murmured to the cat.

Summer took my free hand and led me back down the winding path to the house.

“Is the cat yours or Autumn’s?”

“Mmm… She’s technically mine, but I’m always gone during the day, so she hangs with Autumn in the store. The customers love it. Rebecca loves it. And my sister has a friend. She doesn’t like being alone all the time.”

“What about her girlfriend?”

Summer rolled her eyes. “Her girlfriend thinks her store is too stinky from the homemade candles, herbs, and incense she sells. I think it’s because she’s a stick-in-the-mud who doesn’t give two figs about how my sister tries to help others find healing through homeopathic, holistic, and pagan remedies.”

“Nonbeliever, eh?” I chimed in as I followed her back into the house.

“It’s not a requirement to be a believer of the pagan faith to be a part of this family. But it is required to be considerate, compassionate, and respectful of the things we believe. Not to mention how hard we work. My sister is incredible and an expert healer. She has a bachelor’s degree in biology. She’s a certified yoga teacher. And she’s a registered herbologist. Autumn is no slacker. Her system of healing the body and soul is just different than some, but no less valid or important. Raquel doesn’t see it that way. She thinks Autumn is wasting her time on the store instead of getting a job at some college. And Raquel hates where Autumn lives. Probably because it’s connected to me.”

“Autumn seems pretty happy and well adjusted.” I set my now empty coffee mug on the counter and refilled it. Then I took another cup down and poured coffee for Summer, making sure to add milk and sugar as she mentioned about mine when she stole a sip.

I handed her the mug after she hefted a waffle maker onto the counter.

“She is. We may bicker a lot, but she’s one of the kindest people I know. And I don’t think Raquel is worthy of her.”

“I’ll take your word for it. So, after waffles, we’re headed to the farm?”

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