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“No, but there’s a first time for everything,” I say.

“Me neither,” she says before pulling me down to kiss her.

We don’t take our clothes completely off but Annie gets to work opening my jeans and struggling to get them over my ass.

“Someone is eager,” I cackle. “I like this side of you.”

“You mean the horny one?”

“Yes.” I seal my lips over hers. “Those jeans have to come off if I am spreading your legs wide enough to take me.” She moves to take off her boots. Her jeans and panties are next but she leaves her socks on. I take my jacket and lay it on the bale of hay. “We don’t want you chaffing your behind.”

She gets settled on the hay and I hover above her. I reach down to see she is wet and ready for me. I slide inside her and we go at each other like a bunch of animals. Annie scratches at my back, lifting her ass up to get more friction with my cock. We are breathing hard in the quiet space. Our bodies moving and chasing, we fall over the edge together. I grunt as my orgasm takes over and Annie moans loudly.

“Hush, the cows will know what we’ve done,” I tell her.

“It’s fine, they do this kind of thing too,” she assures.

“We don’t have tissues,” I bring to her attention.

“We’re going to have to suck it up until we get back to the house,” she says. “You can handle being a little dirty.”

“I like being a lot dirty when it comes to you, baby.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

Annie

It’s our last day in Sunny Springs. Cade said he had a surprise for me. It’s also Valentine’s Day. This trip has been amazing. We’ve been sneaking off to have sex in all kinds of secluded places on the farm like the storage room in the barn and the saddle room in the stables. I head downstairs with a smile on my face, and I pass Daddy in the hall.

“He’s made you breakfast.” Daddy’s grin is mischievous, and I wonder what the guys have planned.

“Are you joining us?” I ask him.

“Nah, I’ll leave you two lovebirds alone.” Dad winks as Mom comes down the stairs. She’s smiling, which is a look I haven’t seen on her in years.

“Do you remember when we were young and in love?” she asks Daddy.

“I sure do,” he answers with a blissful far-off look.

The fact they were so in love and grew so far apart reminds me nothing is guaranteed in life.

“You better not leave Cade waiting,” Daddy suggests.

I smile and head to the kitchen. Cade is wearing one of Daddy’s ridiculous aprons. This one says,Mr. Good Lookin’ Is Cookin’. A snort escapes me.

“At least you aren’t wearing the one that saysBest Dad Ever.”

“Happy Valentine’s, baby.” Cade leans in and kisses me. “Take a seat.”

He has two placements set and something cooking on the stove.

He walks the pan over from the stove and places bread cut out into two red hearts on my plate. He does the same for himself.

I look at the bread confused.

“It’s Valentine’s Day French toast. You guys have Christmas French toast, now I’m adding to the tradition,” he explains, and he looks sexy as hell wearing a white T-shirt that hugs his muscles and the silly apron.

“Why are they red?” I ask because the idea of eating something red is kind of grossing me out.

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