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“Alright you two, we have a busy day. Come on, let’s get to work. David there’s plenty of orders that need delivering.” He stands with authority, his beautiful large arms crossed.

I try not to let his bossy side turn me on, but fuck I love seeing him in charge. Rabbie is so sweet and gentle in so many ways, it’s nice to see him be a bit more assertive. The twins quickly get to work, leaving us alone in the kitchen again. He closes the gap between us, and I can still feel the heat coming off him.

“That was insanely hard to focus after you just had my cock in your mouth,” he whispers in my ear.

My body tingles. I’ve found out that as the days have passed the more and more comfortable Rabbie is getting. I love that he’s confident and comfortable to express his sexuality around me. Iespecially love his dirty mouth, that can definitely stay. He kisses my cheek, and then my lips. The heady spell this man has on me is ridiculous, I never thought I would be one of those lovesick girls, but I am.

“I’m gonna head to Thistle Down to see Dylan, I’ll be back later this afternoon to help you close.”

He smiles down at me, and kisses me one more time.

“Thank you. Say hey to Dylan for me.”

He doesn’t let go of me straight away, we’re like two teenagers who can’t hang up the phone first. Neither one of us wants to be the first one to pull away. Nellie turns on the music out the front, and it snaps us out of our trance, and he finally lets go of me and gets back to work. I already miss his hands not being on me, but I know I’ll see him in a few hours. I grab my jacket from the hook near the back door, and leave him to his work.

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Rabbie

The day went by fast and before I knew it,Crystal was back from Thistle Down Farm to help Nellie pack down in the front while my mum helped me in the kitchen. I’m really enjoying the flow and dynamic of our little team. David is still out finishing off the last of the deliveries. Christmas is less than a week away, which means Crystal only has about four full days left in Crossmackie. We haven’t had the conversation yet, I’m finding the right time to ask her to come back for New Year’s. We haven’t really had a chance to talk, any free moment we have we spend it touching each other. I can’t get enough of this woman. This morning plays over and over in my mind, I’m still riding the high of the spontaneity of her. I feel so comfortable around her now, before I was an anxious mess always thinking the worst. I thought that Crystal leaving to go back to the states would fill mewith dread and doubt, but the way she continues to show up for me has put my mind at ease.

I can hear the girls out the front singing along to Christmas songs, the spirit is definitely high. My mum hums along as she’s drying the large mixing bowls. I haven’t told her about my dad turning up at my nan’s house. I don’t want to stress her out, but she needs to know that he’s looking for her.

“Mum? Can I talk to you for a moment?”

Her head snaps up to me, and the look of shock on her face makes my heart race. She places the bowl on the metal drying rack and wrings the tea towel in her hands.

“If you want to let me go because of the missing tips, I understand your reasons, but you have to believe me when I say I didn’t take them.”

I step closer to her and put my hand on her shoulders and look her in the eyes. The fear is there, and I feel stupid for not starting this conversation in a better way.

“Mum, I believe you. I’m not firing you. It’s–um,” I rub my chin and sigh.

She blinks, waiting for me to speak.

“It’s dad. He was here, he turned up at nan’s house. He’s looking for you, he told nan that you owe him money.”

The word dad feels bitter and strange on my tongue, he shouldn’t get the privilege of the title. My mum’s mouth falls into a flat line and the terrified look on her face isn’t comforting me.

“What? Is nan okay? God, I don’t owe him anything, he’s just mad that I left him.”

The first question about my nan solidifies to me that my mum is really trying to turn her life around and make amends with the broken relationships. She still hasn’t had the courage to see my nan, she knows she’s a stubborn old woman and isn’t as forgiving.

“She’s okay. Crystal was there when he was shouting at her, and settled her inside after he stormed off.”

Her eyes widen, and I notice a tremor on her lip.

“Shouting at her? That prick.”

“Aye, I know. I’m here if you need anything but I just wanted to let you know he’s trying to find you. Nan sent him on his way, and if he turns up here I’ll do the same. Do you think he’ll do something stupid? Are you okay?” I squeeze her shoulder.

Her gaze snaps up to me, and she softly smiles at me.

“Thank you. Yeah, I’m okay. No, I don’t think so. That bastard is going to haunt me forever isn’t he?”

I pull her in for a hug, and she lets out a sigh of relief.

“I won’t let him.”

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