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I hope she just thinks he’s kidding, because he’s not. If I don’t separate these two as soon as possible, he’s going to start babbling who knows what incriminating pieces of Conor Mahoney trivia to this woman in a misguided attempt to make her fall for me.
“Great, can you please put this in my fridge and go?” I push the containers against his chest. “I’m afraid Sierra and I still have some work to finish so…”
Gramps lowers his voice, which doesn’t mean much when he has megaphones for lungs anyway. “Conor, how can you be so filthy when you have female company over? I thought I taught you better.”
I can’t stand the burning in my face anymore so I give up. “Fine, keep embarrassing me. I’m going to finish chopping wood for all I care.” With one last glare at the two of them, I walk back to my chopping block.
CHAPTER 12
SIERRA
Me
Mierda mierda mierda
You were right
I’m in deep shit
Rachel Hot Mama Leon
????
Me
He’s so cute Rachel
How was I immune before?
Rachel Hot Mama Leon
Who
Oh. You’re talking about Conor
Girl, I don’t think you were *ever* immune
You were just foolingyourself
Iglance up at the back of his head. His brown hair is combed but a few strands still defy gravity, and his neck is a thick column of muscle just like the rest of him. Dude has aneightpack, and he’s not even a professional athlete anymore. I really fooled myself into thinking he was some dorky weirdo these past two years.
Since he’s walking ahead of me as he chats up the employee showing us this venue, I take another moment to observe him. And by him, I mean the bubble butt in Conor’sSPORTYbrand joggers. And the massive thighs underneath.
Okay, no wonder he doesn’t wear a lot of dress pants. It must be hard to find something that fits all that muscle.
I grab my phone again.
Me
Cute? Scratch that
He’s smoking hot
Have you ever seen his butt?
Rachel Hot Mama Leon
Yes. I may be a single mother but the operating part is *single*
