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Afterward, the only sound is our breathing, slow and uneven as we lay tangled in my bed. My fingers trace lazy circles along her bare spine, with my other arm tucked beneath her as she drifts off to sleep. I hold her close, the thought of ever letting go completely unbearable.

Cassidy stays for the next four days while Connor is with his father. From the moment she steps into my home, the air feels lighter like I can finally breathe again. We don’t waste a single minute of our time together. I shamelessly try to cram a lifetime of happiness into these fleeting hours.

While she’s here, Cassidy takes over the kitchen. She insists on cooking every meal. I linger nearby, watching her move like she’s always belonged here. When the dishes pile up, I take over. Life is less of a chore and more of a rhythm we’ve fallen into and it’s one that I never want to break.

By sundown, most of the prying eyes on this ranch have gone home for the day. So after dinner, we take to sitting on the porch together and looking up at the stars. No topics are off limits in the safety of this bubble we’ve created around ourselves. She tells me she’s worried about Randolph, and I promise her that he can’t reach her all the way out here. She tells me that she’s falling for me and I tell her I’m already there. I’ve loved her for as long as I can remember.

On top of everything else, we fall into a nighttime routine. It starts with Cassidy slipping into one of my old shirts. The fabric hangs loose on her curvy frame and teases me with glimpses of bare skin as she moves. Then she stretches out on my bed, her supple skin glowing and begging for my touch.

I take my time, learning her inch by inch. I start at her shoulders, kneading the tension from her muscles. My fingers trace the delicate lines of her spine and the round fullness of her curves. She melts under my touch, her breath hitching when I work over a tight spot, soft little sighs slipping past her lips.

Every sound she makes fuels me and urges me on. My dick swells and pulsates, desperate for more. I work my way down the curve of her back, across the swell of her hips, and down the length of her legs until she’s completely undone beneath me.

And then she turns the tables.

Cassidy moves with slow, deliberate intent, flipping me onto my back. She drops my shirt off her body and climbs up on me, straddling my waist. Her hands are magic, mapping the hard planes of my chest, pressing deep where she knows I need it most.

Then her hands drift lower. She lingers over my manhood. Cassidy presses her tits into my face as she reaches behind my head to massage the back of my neck. She whispers into my ear telling me exactly what she wants me to do to her.

Just when I think I’m going to crawl out of my skin, it happens like clockwork. Her touch turns to fire. Cassidy plants kisses against my jaw and then more at the hollow of my throat. I groan with delight, my grip tightening around her hips. From there, it’s game on until we’re both too exhausted to move.

CHAPTER 9

PODCAST EPISODE- BOOTS AND BITCHING

Well,well, well, Sagebrush Creek. Your favorite anonymous community servant is back doing my civic duty. I’m giving you another boots-on-the-ground update… and trust me, the gossip in this town is juicier than a rare steak at the Velvet Spur.

So grab a drink, settle in, and let’s get into it.

First up, there’s a new face sniffing around the Kingridge Ranch. Some out-of-towner with an interest in the land. But the real question is—what kind of interest? Business or personal?

The Kingridge boys aren’t exactly known for rolling out the welcome mat, so I doubt they’re offering property tours. If this mystery man thinks he’s gonna slide in unnoticed, he’s got another thing coming. This is Sagebrush Creek, sugar, we notice everything.

Speaking of noticing everything, rumor has it there’s been a certain ex-wife hiding out on the ranch. That’s right—Randolph Bellcourt’s former Mrs. seems to be attempting to keep a low profile, but between the scene she caused at the hoedown, and the time she’s spending out at Kingridge Ranch, it seems subtly isn’t her strong suit.

The real question is… who’s she bunking up with? I have my suspicions and if I’m right, it’s gonna send this town into a tailspin. Stay tuned, folks.

And in completely unrelated news—mystery lingerie was found in the haystack behind the Udder Satisfaction Milk Barn after the big bash. That’s right, someone left behind a little lacy something while rolling in the hay, quite literally. Who was the late-night visitor? And more importantly, who were they visiting? If you’re missing a pair of red silk panties, don’t worry—your secret’s safe with me… for now.

Meanwhile, Randolph Bellcourt is heading back to court, but the rumor mill is spinning. Is it just another legal headache, or is he making a play for custody? And if so, is it about fatherly devotion… or control?

We’ve seen that man wield power like a weapon before. But maybe it’s for the best this time. The stakes are high, and if you ask me, this battle is far from over.

One thing’s for sure, Sagebrush Creek—this town never runs out of drama. And lucky for you, I’ll be here, taking notes and spilling tea. So stay scandalous, darlings.

Until next time, this is your bitch with boots on the ground, signing off.

CHAPTER 10

CASSIDY

Tap.Tap. Tap.

Choke scurries around the front door of Alex’s house. His beady eyes lock onto me like I’m his personal enemy and I stare him back straight in the face. His feathers puff up, wings flapping wildly as he lets out an angry, throaty cluck. It’s like he can sense my mood and is determined to make it worse.

“Not today, Choke,” I mutter, rapping on the door for a second time before deciding that he isn’t here.

I need to talk to Alex before I lose my nerve and I know he’s somewhere on this ranch, so I’ll just have to find him. I turn to walk back towards my Jeep and Choke darts in front of me again. This time his scrawny legs move fast, blocking my path with all the bravado of a creature ten times his size. His beak jabs at the toe of my boot like he’s challenging me to a duel and in a snap I decide I’m up for a fight.

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