tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75200267045002563602024-03-14T00:44:21.552-04:00Stories By Mi'ChelleMainstream stories from author Mi'Chelle Dodson(aka Suprina Frazier). All Rights Reserved Therein. (Publisher Website: http://www.bridgesandchannels.com) Suprinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097147272286189832noreply@blogger.comBlogger514125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7520026704500256360.post-40894983424263541732023-05-03T22:49:00.000-04:002023-05-03T22:49:05.578-04:00New LIVE Story - The Lawyer: Count!<p> </p><p><b style="white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: arial;">Are you caught up with my LIVE Story (The Lawyer: Count) yet? If not, here's a brief recap of the first 6 Chapters. Join us on my www.bridgesandchannels.wordpress.com blog to read more!</span></b></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEin6bnxgu22qzT-Cmdxr8lmAV1QQteU6La0aGFUhskm2FrL2WZN4lD5epg3Fa0FqXy8HfmUSDGGKDW3OrChdhsehqWdPJLJi5t3RmNx97sC-eF53CfvaS3h9VAlVJN9N9lZc0DyjsJCMa6FInlb5ngTVXJNuFkq3Rb7mfjilJmVyoXqERuHLMSjd-F_zQ" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: arial;"><b><img alt="" data-original-height="658" data-original-width="508" height="510" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEin6bnxgu22qzT-Cmdxr8lmAV1QQteU6La0aGFUhskm2FrL2WZN4lD5epg3Fa0FqXy8HfmUSDGGKDW3OrChdhsehqWdPJLJi5t3RmNx97sC-eF53CfvaS3h9VAlVJN9N9lZc0DyjsJCMa6FInlb5ngTVXJNuFkq3Rb7mfjilJmVyoXqERuHLMSjd-F_zQ=w393-h510" width="393" /></b></span></a></div><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: arial;"><b><br /></b></span><div><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: arial;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: arial;"><b>If you haven’t paid ($15) to access the full story yet, you can do so now using either payment option below:</b></span></div><div><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: arial;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: arial;"><b>Paypal: paypal.me/SuprinaFrazier/15</b></span></div><div><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: arial;"><b>CashApp: $SuprinaFrazier</b></span></div><div><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: arial;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: arial;"><b>Once I have receipt of your payment, I will send you a Password Badge that will enable you to access the private posts and receive a complimentary ebook of The Lawyer – Count at the end of the story.</b></span></div><div><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: arial;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: arial;"><b>Bountiful Blessings and THANKS for reading along with us!</b></span></div><div><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: arial;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: arial;"><b>Suprina/Mi’Chelle</b></span></div><p></p>Suprinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097147272286189832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7520026704500256360.post-62855941395854060872014-12-28T08:49:00.000-05:002014-12-28T08:49:37.238-05:00FREE Portion Is Over!The FREE portion of <span style="color: blue;"><b><i>Country Gal Gone Wild</i></b></span> has officially ended today. To continue the story LIVE, you
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Suprinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097147272286189832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7520026704500256360.post-16507781150344015192014-12-28T01:00:00.000-05:002014-12-28T01:00:00.768-05:00Country Gal Gone Wild - Chapter 23.1<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Papa Hudson did not like the
fact that Ruby and Gavin were going to turn their new home into a business. To
him it meant that they didn’t really see it as a real home, but rather as some
type of hotel – a temporary dwelling to lay their heads when they were in town.
Yet he knew that there wasn’t anything he could do about it now. They had
fulfilled all of his requirements. He couldn’t create another without raising
suspicion. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">No one, not even his wife,
could know the real reason Papa Hudson wanted Ruby to stay close. No one could
know his secret fear. That fear was incited by a visiting preacher many years
ago after a church revival.</span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">You
will lose two children in your lifetime</span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">, the preacher had prophesied
to him as he drove him back to the airport. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">One
has already been lost through miscarriage. The other will be lost to violence,
so stay prayed up.</i></span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">I will
not lose you, Ruby,</span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;"> Papa Hudson thought determinedly even as he
prepared to give her away in marriage on that Wednesday morning at the Blue-eyed
Hollow courthouse.</span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">I’m
too late</span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">, Logan thought, feeling despair claw at his soul as he
watched Ruby, her new husband, and their wedding guests leave the courthouse.
They drove past his parked car a minute later with happy grins on their faces. </span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Had I
gotten here twenty minutes ago, I could have stopped this train wreck of a
marriage,</span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;"> he thought, clenching the steering wheel tighter. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Logan headed back to Blue-eyed
Hollow as soon as he heard that Ruby and Gavin had filed for marriage licenses.
Since Virginia had no waiting period, no blood test requirements, or any other
requirements outside of license fees and identification, he knew that there
wasn’t anything to stop the union from happening besides himself. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Unfortunately, Logan had been
all the way in Florida at another policeman’s convention when he got that
dreaded news from a fellow officer. Returning at the drop of a hat had been grueling.
Every flight had been booked solid, so he had to drive his rental car to Savannah,
Georgia, and then catch a flight from there.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">The whole flight back, Logan
thought about what he would do to stop Ruby’s wedding. He even failed to flirt
with the pretty flight attendants. Everything he thought of, namely arson and
first-degree murder, would jeopardize his career. Leaving the convention two
days early had done enough damage to it. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">His uncle was still angry
about not being able to get back the money the department shelled out to send
him to that big convention in the first place. Uncle Leroy certainly didn’t buy
Logan’s excuse about suddenly coming down with the flu. Flu season hadn’t even
started yet. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Though uncaring about his
uncle’s ire, Logan did decide upon a lesser course of action. He didn’t want to
kill Ruby by fire or any other way. He couldn’t kill her. He loved her too much
to put her in an early grave. However, he didn’t care anything about disposing
of her husband. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">I just
need to think of a way to do it nice and clean like</span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">,
Logan thought, starting up his vehicle. As for Ruby, he would kidnap her, leave
the state, and then impregnate her as soon as possible to seal them together
forever. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Yeah,
that’s a good plan.</span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;"> Logan smiled as he drove home. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">I just need some time to work out the kinks,
that’s all . </i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">When Gavin returned to the
bedroom, he lounged on top of the covers to keep the level of temptation down.
Then he initiated a conversation about their new business partner. His search for
information was used to distract them both from other things. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Sexual</i> things. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Tell me, how did an exotic
French woman like Mrs. Thompson end up in a small town like Blue-eyed Hollow?”
Gavin wanted to know. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I thought you’d never ask. I
love telling her story.” Ruby chuckled. Then she dived right into the heart of
that topic. “Mrs. Thompson used to perform in a French vaudeville act that
entertained military troops from all over. Mr. Thompson caught one of her shows
while he was stationed overseas and fell in love with her at first sight. He
bribed his way backstage, introduced himself to her with a red rose, and
proposed to her right on the spot.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Wow! Mr. Thompson moved
faster than me.” Gavin propped up on one elbow, eager to hear more about this
fascinating couple. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby laughed. “You’re telling
me. Anyway, Mrs. Thompson thought he was crazy at first. But she said she was
so intrigued by his rural accent that she consented to go on at least one date
with him. According to her, one date and one kiss was all it took for her to
know that he was the man for her. She married him within the week.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Wow!” Gavin reiterated. “That
must have been one terrific kiss.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I guess so. They stayed
happily married up until he died of cancer twelve years ago. As their son’s
best friend, I witnessed their love firsthand and I can testify that it was the
<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">real</i> deal. Mr. Thompson spoiled his
wife while he was alive. He gave her a fresh rose every day of their marriage.
After he died, Dior continued that tradition.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin smiled. “Dior sounds
like he was a good son.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“He was. He was a good friend,
too. The best friend I ever had.” Ruby’s eyes glistened with moisture. “He was
even going to marry me just to keep me from having to marry Logan when my
father was being particularly pushy.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“But I thought you told me
that Dior was gay.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“He was. But we were both
willing to endure a marriage of convenience on account of how hard my father
was pushing me to get hitched right after high school like my sisters. Plus,
Dior was still trying to come to terms with his sexuality back then and thought
I could probably ‘cure’ him of his desire to be with men.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“If such a cure does exist,
I’m sure a sexy woman like yourself could administer it quite nicely.” Gavin
traced her full bottom lip with his index finger. “Since I know that our
marriage is going to be your first of any kind, what happened to change your
plans with Dior?” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;"> “We had to come up with
a better plan after we did a test kiss and found no spark, no fire, not even a
flicker there whatsoever.” Ruby laughed. “Yuk! And can you say, awkward?” She
grimaced in memory of that kiss. “It was like kissing a brother. Double yuk!”
She winced this time. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin laughed, too. “So what
was this better plan you and Dior came up with?” He folded his arms behind his
head as he laid back on his pillow. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Our new plan was for me to go
to my parents separately and appeal to the things that excited them the most. I
went to my mother and shared how I was not in love with Logan like he was with
me. Being the romantic that she is, she couldn’t conceive me being in a
lopsided marriage. Especially since she and my father have been madly in love
for years. I’ve caught them kissing too many times to count over the years.”
Ruby chuckled. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin nodded. He’d seen the
love between the Hudsons during his visit. It was a quiet kind of love with
ambers burning hotly underneath the surface. “How did you appeal to your
father’s heart?” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I convinced him that I could
better serve the family business if he sent me to college to study business
management. Dior, who was very computer literate, helped me prepare charts and
graphs to back up my need for such a degree. My father was so excited about
expanding the family business that he agreed to let me go for the summer
session instead of waiting for the fall,” Ruby continued. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin burst out laughing this
time. “That was a <i>brilliant</i> plan! The more I hear about Dior, the more I
think I would have liked him.” He returned to propping up on his elbow. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby smiled. “That makes me
happy. I would have liked for you two to get along.” Suddenly she frowned.
“Incidentally, Logan <i>hated</i> Dior. He refused to believe that a man and
woman could be that close without sleeping together. In fact, he thought Dior
was faking his homosexuality just to get with me. As far as I know, he still
thinks that.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin scowled. “Speaking of
Logan, why didn’t you want to marry him? You gave him your virginity. Why
didn’t you give him your hand in marriage, too?” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Because Logan wanted to tame
me. From the moment he proposed to me, he started to paint a picture of how our
life would be together. That picture included me <i>not</i> working, me staying
in Blue-eyed Hollow, and me being pregnant every year for the first five years
of our marriage.” Ruby grimaced. “I like kids and all, and I certainly want
some of my own one day, but not back-to-back. I want my children spaced out
more to give my body a chance to rest and to also let each child enjoy just
being the baby for a while. Plus, the thought of only having sex in one
position for the rest of my life just didn’t appeal to me at all.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“No wonder you took off right
after graduation. I would have taken off, too, if faced with those same
choices.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Exactly.” Ruby stifled a
yawn. “Fortunately, I don’t have to deal with any choices considering Logan
anymore. My mother loves the chemistry she sees between me and you. My father
loves how distinguished and respectable you are. He wouldn’t dare try to
convince me to change my mind about Logan now, which is what he’s been doing
ever since I got back to town.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“It’s good to know that your
parents approve of me.” Gavin made room for her in the crook of his arm as she
snuggled closer to him. “And for the record, I wouldn’t want you to go back to
your old boyfriend for anything.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby yawned again. “I never
planned to. Now that you’re in my life, I never have to,” she replied, barely
able to keep her eyes open now. </span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Now that you’re with me, no
Benjamin will ever have you again</span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">, Gavin vowed with
determination, watching her drift into sweet slumber. Tomorrow he’d tell her
about his family’s connection to the Benjamins. </span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">On
second thought, maybe I’ll tell her </span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">after<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"> the wedding</i>, he mused, hoping to avoid scaring her off with stories
of doom and gloom.</span><br />
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Suprinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097147272286189832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7520026704500256360.post-19692343913328223322014-12-28T00:00:00.000-05:002014-12-28T00:00:01.856-05:00Country Gal Gone Wild - Chapter 22.2<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Later at the hotel, Gavin
escorted Ruby out of the tub where she’d been soaking for the last thirty
minutes. He wrapped her body in a large towel, lifted her in his arms, and
carried her to the bedroom. There he stood her upon her feet by the bed and
dried her body off from top to bottom…slowly.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby moaned from his ardent
attention.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Desire stirred in Gavin’s
loins at that moan. Yet he suppressed it for her greater good. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Oh, you’re so good to me,”
Ruby said as he laid her gently on the bed a few minutes later. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin withdrew and smiled down
at her. He could see love shining in her eyes yet again. Would she finally
declare it? Was she even that in touch with her feelings?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“It’s easy to be good to you
when you’re so good to everyone else. Look at all the things you do to protect
your father alone. I admire that.” He went to return the towel to the bathroom
as he spoke. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Loving someone requires a
certain amount of sacrifice,” Ruby said to his departing back. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin paused at the bathroom
doorway and looked back. “I know.” He gave her body a slow perusal. “I’m
sacrificing a few things right now myself.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby’s eyes lit up with
desire. “You don’t have to make that particular sacrifice, you know? I’m
recovered enough to take you on at least one more time.” She provocatively put
her index finger in her mouth as her legs spread in invitation. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin moaned and started back
toward her. Suddenly he stopped. “No.” He squeezed his eyes shut. “I said I
wasn’t going to make love to you again until we were married and I meant it.
That way, you’ll be fully rested and we’ll both be super-charged from the
wait.” He turned around and headed back toward the bathroom. “So please be in
your pajamas and under the covers by the time I get back from taking an arctic
shower,” he said over his shoulder. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby chuckled and complied
with his wishes. Happiness rang out in her laughter. It was music to his ears.<br /><br />(c) 2014 by Mi'Chelle Dodson/Suprina Frazier</span></div>
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Suprinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097147272286189832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7520026704500256360.post-89690331828541732592014-12-27T20:57:00.000-05:002014-12-27T20:57:50.435-05:00Country Gal Gone Wild - Chapter 22.1<br />
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<i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">This is a really good investment,</span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;"> Gavin
thought, entering Mrs. Thompson’s house again after touring the property on
horseback. He loved everything he’d seen during the tour. He was already
calculating and planning how he could get the greatest return on this
investment. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Are you all right, honey?”
Mrs. Thompson asked Ruby after noticing how gingerly she sat down on the brown
sofa beside him. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby blushed. “I’m fine. I
think I overdid it by riding one too many horses bareback today. Now my body is
protesting.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin snapped his gaze to
hers. He knew exactly who’d given her that first bareback ride – him. If he’d
known that they would tour the property on horseback, he would have told Ruby
to wear jeans and keep on her underwear today. He definitely wouldn’t have been
so frisky with her in the car. Now he was seriously thinking about postponing
all future intimacies until after the wedding. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I’m so sorry for your
discomfort, baby. I’ll see what I can do to ease your pain when we leave,
okay?” Gavin said soothingly, reaching for her right hand. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Okay.” Ruby smiled, looking
enthralled by his gentle concern, as if she wasn’t used to someone putting her
needs first. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Mrs. Thompson smiled with
approval at them. “My husband used to be just as tender and loving with me,”
she said with misty eyes. “That’s one of the reasons I never remarried.” She
swallowed, looked down briefly at her weathered hands, and then lifted her gaze
again. “That’s also why I have to go back on our deal. Please forgive me Ruby
and Gavin, but I can’t…I simply can’t bring myself to sell the property after
all.” Tears rolled down her cheeks. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin and Ruby looked at her
with open mouths. Only he was able to squeeze out any words. “Why the sudden
change of heart, Mrs. Thompson?” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Seeing the love between you
two made me realize what I’d be giving up here. My husband had this house built
for me from the ground up. My only son was born in this house and learned how
to swim in that small lake out back. Not only that, but both of them are buried
on this property.” Mrs. Thompson reached for a tissue off a nearby oak end
table and wiped her eyes. “How can I give all that up? How can I leave…<i>them</i>?”
</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin nodded with understanding.
</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Beside him Ruby shed her own
set of tears. Yes, she cried for Mrs. Thompson’s losses, but she also cried for
herself. Without this sale, they were back to square one with her father. No
other houses were up for sale in the whole town, which meant they’d have to
build a house. No way could she expect Gavin to build a house for a woman he
was only going to be married to for a year. Surely the sex wasn’t that good
between them? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">If they went ahead and got
married anyway without the house, what effect would that have on her father’s
health? If he suddenly took sick again, would the whole family go back to
hating her?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Suddenly Ruby heard the most
amazing things coming out of Gavin’s mouth. Things that made her wonder how in
the world she was going to last twelve months without falling madly in love
with him. That’s if she wasn’t halfway there already. Actually
seventy-five percent there.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I understand your concerns
completely, Mrs. Thompson. Therefore, I’d like to amend our agreement so that
we <i>all</i> will come out winners in this deal,” Gavin began. Then he laid
out plans for them to go into partnership by turning the house into a country Bed
& Breakfast. The money that he would have used to outright buy the property
would now be used to get this new venture started, add other features like
personal baths in each bedroom, and design a private apartment in the spacious
attic for him and Ruby to dwell in when they were in town. </span></div>
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<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PagdD84Kgqs/VIOz432nYzI/AAAAAAAABcc/BKjhINXhMQ0/s1600/bednbreakfast.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PagdD84Kgqs/VIOz432nYzI/AAAAAAAABcc/BKjhINXhMQ0/s1600/bednbreakfast.jpg" height="212" width="320" /></a></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Your contribution will be to
manage the place, Mrs. Thompson,” Gavin continued. “The salary you earn will
help get you out of debt and allow you to build up a nest egg for yourself in
case you ever want to take that trip to Europe you told us about during the
tour. Last and most importantly of all, you get to stay close to the place <i>and</i>
to the people you love most.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby and Mrs. Thompson grinned
from ear to ear by the time he finished. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I accept your second offer
with open arms,” Mrs. Thompson gushed out, standing to give him a warm
hug. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I got next.” Ruby clapped
excitedly, ready to hug the wonderful man beside her, as well. “Why didn’t we
think of this before?” she said, hugging him after Mrs. Thompson released
him. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“We didn’t have as much
incentive before,” Gavin replied, looking at her with deep love in his eyes. “Otherwise
I would have remembered that idea I had a long time ago.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Correct.” Ruby quickly looked
away before her own eyes told on her.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin lifted his left brow and
cocked his head to the side. For a moment there he thought he saw love staring
him back in the face. But then Ruby blinked and looked away. When she met his
gaze again he saw desire in its place. </span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">I can live with that…for now,</span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;"> Gavin
thought as they all sat back down and hammered out this new plan.</span><br />
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Suprinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097147272286189832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7520026704500256360.post-81121431764294593902014-12-27T00:30:00.000-05:002014-12-27T00:30:01.014-05:00Country Gal Gone Wild - Chapter 21.4<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby watched Gavin like a hawk
as he drove to Mrs. Thompson’s place. He was so gorgeous to her and the way he
conducted himself in front of her family had her hotter than the 4<sup>th</sup>
of July. She couldn’t wait to make love to him again.</span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Maybe
I should take more off,</span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;"> Ruby thought, having taken off her
underwear before she left the house. Feeling the heat in her body multiply by
the second, she lifted the bottom of her long dress to ventilate her core.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Sweet, sweet, Vinny.” Ruby
moaned, licking her lips as she scanned his handsome frame yet again.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin looked at her out of the
corner of his eye. “What’s on your mind, Red?” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“You. I can’t stop thinking
about how you handled my father today,” Ruby replied breathlessly. “About how I
want you to handle me right now.” She undid the bun in her hair, freeing her
long locks. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin moaned. “How do you want
me to handle you, baby?” He turned and gave her his full attention after
coming to a four-way stop. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I want your brown lips on
every pink part of me.” She smiled, lifting her dress even higher. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin groaned with need when
he looked down and caught a glimpse of her bare essentials. “You’re lucky we’re
out in the open like this. Otherwise I’d not only taste every pink part of you,
but I’d drill down in you so deep I’d strike oil.” He lifted his gaze and met
her eyes. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby’s smile dissipated from
the heat of his sizzling stare as things suddenly became very serious between
them. No man had ever looked at her with such need or such hunger before. It
overwhelmed her for a moment. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I love it when you talk to me
like that. Your word pictures make me so hot.” Ruby licked her lips and reached
down to touch herself.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">With a loud growl, Gavin
slammed the SUV in park, unbuckled his seatbelt, and gave her a kiss that
opened the floodgates of desire. His left hand joined hers below and intimately
guided it as if he knew her body better than she did.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby moaned as she surrendered
to his kiss and his guidance. Her hips also followed his lead. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Suddenly a car honked
impatiently from behind them. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin reluctantly withdrew
from her. “How much farther is Mrs. Thompson’s from here?” He put the car back
in drive, looked both ways, and then proceeded ahead. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“A…about two miles up the
road,” Ruby stammered out, overwhelmed with anticipation now. She didn’t know exactly
what was about to happen, but she was sure she was going to like it. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Hold on, Red.” Gavin grinned
as he pressed down on the gas pedal and burned rubber toward Mrs. Thompson’s
property. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby held on to the door handle
and squealed with excitement at his impulsiveness. She loved when he showed his
reckless side, though she would have preferred if he’d put on his seatbelt
first. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">When they crossed the property
line, Gavin expertly whipped the Land Rover between a thick patch of trees,
slammed it into park again, and then turned to her with that same ravenous look
in his eyes. “We can’t get arrested for making love on private property,
particularly property that will belong to us in a matter of days. Now pull that
dress all the way up, because this dentist is about to fill one of your
cavities to the hilt.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby squealed yet again and quickly
complied. That squeal was soon joined by a chorus of moans, groans, and more
than a few animalistic growls and grunts as Gavin pounded all the passion out
of her system…for the moment.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">The Hudsons stood on the front
porch watching Gavin and Ruby drive off. Everyone else had already gone back to
their respective homes. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“He seems to have a lot of
love for her,” Mama Hudson said, sitting down in one of the sturdy white porch
chairs.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Yeah. $200,000 worth
according to Mrs. Thompson,” Papa Hudson replied, turning to face her. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Mama Hudson’s eyes widened.
“Wow! Never thought we’d end up with a rich son-in-law.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Tom worked in landscaping and
Jerry was a long-distance truck driver. They both earned decent incomes. Yet
neither of them had ever garnered six figures in one year. However, their
newest son-in-law seemed to have that and more sitting around in his bank
account.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I didn’t think we’d end up
with a rich son-in-law either,” Papa Hudson replied. “But I guess I should have
known he had some substance by that fancy SUV he drives.” He turned and looked
at Gavin’s silver Land Rover fading in the distance. “I hope having a husband
with that kind of money lying around won’t make our baby girl forget where she
comes from. Or where she needs to <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">stay</i>.”
</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“We raised Ruby right. Money
won’t change her negatively,” Mama Hudson said reassuringly. “Plus she has
to leave the nest sometime.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I thought we raised her
right, too, until I saw that blasted video cover!” Papa Hudson retorted,
clenching his fists at his sides. “Just thinking about it got my pressure all
up again.” He touched his shiny forehead. “Where’s my medication?” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Right where it always is – in
the medicine cabinet.” Mama Hudson frowned.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Without another word, Papa
Hudson turned on his heels and headed back inside. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Mama Hudson stayed on the
porch. She needed a moment to cool her own temper, lest she revert back to the
reckless ways that caused her to lose their very first child, lest she upset
her husband to the point that he actually had another heart attack.</span><br />
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Suprinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097147272286189832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7520026704500256360.post-30792618378850850032014-12-26T00:30:00.000-05:002014-12-26T00:30:00.741-05:00Country Gal Gone Wild - Chapter 21.2<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby squealed with delight
when her father finally gave his blessing. She got up and ran around the table to
hug him. She hadn’t done that since she was nine years old and discovered that
she’d gotten everything on her wish-list when she opened her presents on
Christmas morning. She missed hugging her father. Did he miss her hugs?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Thank you, Papa.” Ruby hugged
him tightly and planted a warm kiss on his right cheek for good measure. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Papa Hudson smiled for a few
brief moments, relishing her genuine affection, before returning to his somber
ways. “You just remember to be a good wife to your husband. Wait on him hand
and foot and don’t give him any reason to ever doubt your love,” he said in a stern
tone that lacked its usual punch. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Don’t worry, Papa. I’ll treat
Vinny like a king,” Ruby replied, returning to her seat on lighter legs and
with a lighter heart. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“And I will treat her like the
queen that she is,” Gavin inserted. “No disrespect, sir, but I’m not looking
for a maid. I already have one of those at my other home and don’t need
another.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby felt her eyes glisten at
those words. <i>Such a sweet man! </i>She scooted closer to him at the table
just to be near all that sugarcane goodness. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Mama Hudson beamed with joy.
Happy tears gathered in her eyes and flowed down her cheeks. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">To Ruby’s surprise, Gavin
leaned over and planted a kiss on her lips right there in front of everyone. The
tip of his tongue darted out and tasted her. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby momentarily forgot where
she was as she parted her lips and instantly deepened the kiss. She couldn’t stop
herself. She didn’t <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">want</i> to stop
herself. Not after all that he’d done for her. Plus she just liked kissing
those brown lips of his.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Papa Hudson cleared his throat
loudly when their first smack was followed by simultaneous moans. “Save that
for the honeymoon,” he scolded, though he couldn’t seem to wipe the big grin
from his face. He looked pleased to see a man genuinely excited about her. A good,
<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">respectable</i> man at that. He even
chuckled with a bit of glee.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin and Ruby broke apart at
Papa Hudson’s lighthearted reprimand and laughter. They and the rest of the
adults at the table joined him in mirth. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">The kids ran back into the
room to investigate why the Hudsons’ normally somber dining room was now
bursting with laughter. They started to laugh, too, though they had no idea
what was so funny. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">While everyone was present,
Gavin got down on one knee and formally proposed to Ruby with the big diamond
ring from his office safe. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Mama Hudson cried even more
happy tears as the ring was firmly slid in place.</span><br />
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Suprinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097147272286189832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7520026704500256360.post-24720240507651908102014-12-26T00:00:00.000-05:002014-12-26T00:00:06.577-05:00Country Gal Gone Wild - Chapter 21.1<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Everyone looked horrified by
Papa Hudson’s latest obstacle. Everyone except for Gavin. He remained calm,
cool, and collected – the way his father taught him to be in the face of
adversity. In light of all that Ruby shared about her family, particularly
about her father, he would have been highly surprised if the pathway down the
aisle had been smooth.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“No worries, Red, okay?” Gavin
said soothingly, running an equally soothing hand down the left side of her
face. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby closed her eyes at his
touch and immediately calmed down. “Okay,” she whispered, revealing unspoken
trust when she reopened her unique pools. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin smiled and nodded. Then
he pulled out his cell phone and scrolled down his contacts list to select the
number Mrs. Munsen had given him. He wisely entered all new numbers into his phone
so that he’d have them with him at all times. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Hello, Mrs. Thompson? My name
is Dr. Gavin Sweetwater,” he said when she answered on the second ring. He paid
no mind to the frown on Papa Hudson’s face. Nothing would deter him from
marrying the woman he loved. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Dr. Sweetwater? Aren’t you
that cute new dentist in town I heard so much about?” Mrs. Thompson asked in
her usual animated voice. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Yes, I’m the new dentist in
town. I don’t know how cute I am though, but I’m glad you think so.” Gavin
smiled. He could sense Mrs. Thompson’s sweet spirit already. “Do you think I’m
cute, Ruby?” he turned to ask his beloved.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Yes, very much so.” Ruby
nodded with a smile, looking a lot calmer.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“My fiancée agrees with you.”
Gavin chuckled, behaving as if he didn’t have a care in the world, as if his
world with Ruby wasn’t at stake. Yes, he’d been trained to act this way, but he
also did so because he knew that his woman needed to see a peaceful and
confident display of strength in order to stay calm and strong herself.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“So the rumors <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">are</i> true? You <i>are</i> going to marry
Ruby Dee Hudson?” Mrs. Thompson said excitedly.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Yes, I am,” he replied.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I love it!” Mrs. Thompson
giggled. “Ruby’s a sweet girl.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Yes, she is and I love her
very much.” Gavin sent Ruby a warm smile of encouragement. “Only thing is, I
need to find a place for us to live in town so that she can continue to work in
her family’s business until a replacement is found. Your place was recommended
to me. Now I don’t know how many offers you’ve had already, but I will double
the highest one if you agree to sell me the place right here, right now.”
Though this new purchase would likely mean one less jet in the small fleet he
had on order, Gavin deemed it worth the expense. He deemed Ruby worth the
expense. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Oh my,” Mrs. Thompson
replied, now very serious. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“So what do you say?” Gavin
prompted, trying to help her work through her shock faster. So much was riding
on her decision.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I say, yes!” Mrs. Thompson
gushed out in an excited breath. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin smiled wide. “Would you
mind repeating that to my future father-in-law? It seems he needs some
reassurance of my intentions concerning his daughter.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Sure!” Mrs. Thompson agreed.
“But don’t you want to know what the highest bid was first?” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Yes, of course.” Gavin was
surprised that he’d forgotten about that part. He was usually a much sharper
businessman than that. Blame it on his desperate need to seal this deal for
Ruby…for her freedom from oppression…for their future together. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">When Mrs. Thompson told him
the figure, Gavin nodded and casually shrugged. “No problem,” he replied,
willing to pay any price to free his beloved. “I’ll have those funds available
to you no later than Wednesday. Just make sure your paperwork is in order by
then, okay?” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I will.” Mrs. Thompson
sounded relieved. “Excuse me while I pinch myself to make sure I’m not
dreaming.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Don’t pinch yourself too
hard.” Gavin chuckled. “Now before I turn this call over to Mr. Hudson, I’d
like to know if it’s okay for Ruby and I to stop by and take a look at the
property this afternoon,” he added, trying to cover all bases. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Come any time. I’m always
home,” Mrs. Thompson replied. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Will do,” Gavin said. Then he
passed the phone to Papa Hudson across the table.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">While they talked, everyone
waited to see what would happen next. Papa Hudson kept uttering the same
phrase, “I see. I see.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Each identical phrase was
analyzed carefully by the listeners. Was that a good ‘I see’ or a bad
one? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">When Papa Hudson had heard
enough, he handed the cell phone back to Gavin. “She said you can have all the
farm equipment, too.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“And?” Gavin prompted, amazed
at the stubbornness of the older man. Why was Ruby’s father so reluctant for
her to leave the nest?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Papa Hudson cleared his
throat. “Oh yeah, you have my blessing to get married,” he said
grudgingly.</span><br />
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Suprinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097147272286189832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7520026704500256360.post-49339153211908560352014-12-21T00:30:00.000-05:002014-12-21T00:30:00.477-05:00Country Gal Gone Wild - Chapter 20.2<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">On Sunday, Gavin showed up
right on time for supper at the main Hudson house. He wore the dark brown suit
Ruby picked out from his closet last night. His long hair was pulled back in a conservative
ponytail just the way she suggested. If only she had prepared him for <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">her</i> appearance.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby’s gorgeous red hair was
pulled tightly away from her face in a modest bun. Her voluptuous body was
sheathed in an oversized pink floral dress that came all the way down to her
ankles. On her feet was a pair of flat pink slides. There wasn’t an inch of
makeup on her face. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Only Ruby’s eyes showed a hint
of her wild side, but just for a few seconds. After briefly winking and smiling
at Gavin, she pasted a chaste smile on her face and turned to politely
introduce him to her family. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Everybody, this is Dr. Gavin
Sweetwater, my fiancé whom I like to call Vinny,” Ruby began. Then she
proceeded to personally introduce him to each family member one by one,
starting with her red-bearded father and ending with her three blond-haired
nieces. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin shook hands with each
one of them. He made sure to note which man belonged to which sister. Tall Tom
with the deep tan was the husband of Opal – the middle sister. Jolly Jerry with
the round belly was the husband of Pearl – the oldest sister. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Though Gavin could see that
Opal and Pearl were real beauties like Ruby claimed, he still didn’t think they
held a candle to her. He still would have chosen her in a crowd of blondes. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">As dinner got underway, Gavin
noticed how quiet all the women were compared to the men. The men led the
conversation. The women only spoke when they were spoken to…unless they were
addressing one of the children, that is. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Ruby was the exception. She initiated
conversation with the men, but her comments were always kept short and sweet,
as if she knew they didn’t really want to hear a thing she said anyway. As if
she knew her comments were only tolerated with no expectations of them ever
being celebrated. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin’s heart went out to
Ruby. No wonder she was such a wild child. Living in this kind of oppression
was bound to drive a free spirit like her to the other side or else kill her
spirit altogether. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">She
needs rescuing more than I thought</span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">, Gavin realized as the meal
came to an end. He waited until the women finished serving up dessert before
getting to the heart of his visitation. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Sir, I’d like to get to the
main purpose of my visit today, if you don’t mind,” Gavin told Papa Hudson once
everyone was seated again. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Go ahead. Speak your mind.”
Papa Hudson smiled. “I like straightforwardness in a man. It’s been a long time
since I’ve seen that particular quality, especially in a <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">young</i> man.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Well, sir, I’d like to ask
for your daughter’s hand in marriage.” Gavin turned to look at his beloved.
“Ruby is a true jewel. I fell in love with her almost from the moment we met.
Her unique eyes and that beautiful smile of hers captivated my heart. When I
learned that Ruby’s devotion to her family equaled that of my own, I knew I had
to make her my wife,” he asserted, meaning every word he said. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby blushed. Her eyes
glistened as he fervently declared his love and staked his claim on her in
front of her whole family. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin’s sincerity could be
felt around the table because Mama Hudson’s eyes also watered. So did Pearl and
Opal’s. Tom and Jerry couldn’t help but nod with approval. Yet it was Papa
Hudson’s approval that counted the most here. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin turned back to Papa
Hudson and reiterated his earlier statement. “If it’s all right with you, sir,
I’d like to have your blessing on our union, so I can marry Ruby within the
week and then whisk her away to some exotic place for a long honeymoon.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Papa Hudson recoiled at the
words ‘whisk’ and ‘away’. He frowned as a sudden realization hit him. His baby
girl was finally leaving the fold. Possibly for good! <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Papa Hudson knew Ruby well enough
to know that if she was whisked away to some exotic place for a honeymoon or for
any other purpose, her desire to return to Blue-eyed Hollow would diminish
considerably, if not altogether. It had been hard enough to get her to come
home for holidays and birthdays when she was in college. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Instead of answering Gavin
right away, Papa Hudson leaned over and whispered for his wife to send the
children out of the room. When they were gone, he returned his attention to
Ruby’s beau. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“You may have my blessing
under one condition,” Papa Hudson said, withholding his approval temporarily. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Condition</i>? What condition?” Ruby blurted out, unable to maintain
her demure persona now. Like everyone else, she thought her father would be
shaking Gavin’s hand by now considering her reputation. Plus, he never gave Tom
and Jerry any conditions when they wanted to marry Opal and Pearl. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Papa Hudson turned and gave
Ruby a disapproving look that immediately shut her up. Then he turned back to
Gavin. “I’ll bless this union, if you buy or build a house in town. This way,
Ruby can stay close by until we find somebody to replace her at the shop,” Papa
Hudson said.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Mama Hudson’s eyes flashed vividly
beside him. This conditional blessing was obviously a surprise to her, too.
Based on the ire in her blue pools, she did not approve. Yet she said nothing. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby frowned now. She saw this
as yet another way for her father to keep her trapped in this town. Why
wouldn’t he just let her go already? Why must <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">her</i> heart constantly be broken in order to keep <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">his</i> alive? <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I think that’s a great idea,
sir.” Gavin quickly intervened before Ruby blew a gasket. “Mrs. Munsen told me
about a lady in town that’s interested in selling her property. I believe her
name is Mrs. Thompson.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Mrs. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Françoise</i> Thompson?” Ruby asked, hoping it was her French/Drama
teacher from high school. Not only was Mrs. Thompson the mother of her deceased
best guy friend, she was the one that got Ruby interested in film in the first
place. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Mrs. Thompson had been going
through hard times lately with the loss of Dior, coupled with the mounting
debts of trying to maintain a large spread of land on her fixed retirement
income. She lost her husband twelve years ago after a long illness, yet she
stayed in Blue-eyed Hollow to continue raising their son in his father’s hometown.
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“The Mrs. Thompson I’m talking
about is a widow who recently lost her only son in combat. She owns a large
piece of property on the outskirts of town that includes a lake, a nature
trail, and a big house with six rooms. I was thinking about putting a bid on it
this week,” Gavin shared. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby smiled. “Then we’re
talking about the same Mrs. Thompson. I’ll take you by there today after I help
Mama with the supper dishes,” she said excitedly. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Mama Hudson looked relieved in
her seat across the table. She even smiled again and nodded encouragingly at
them. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Hold <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">all</i> your horses,” Papa Hudson interrupted, throwing his hands up in
the air. “I haven’t given my blessing <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">yet</i>.”
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“But, Papa, you said…” Ruby
began. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I know what I said,” Papa
Hudson snapped, causing everyone in the room to go completely silent. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Sir, did I misunderstand you
before?” Gavin asked, being the bravest of the crew. “I thought by purchasing
Mrs. Thompson’s property, I would automatically have your blessing.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“But that’s just the thing.
You <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">haven’t</i> purchased her property <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">yet</i>,” Papa Hudson replied. “Until you
do, I remain neutral on the issue,” he added, folding his hands defiantly
across his chest.</span><br />
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Suprinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097147272286189832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7520026704500256360.post-34560667414752959612014-12-21T00:00:00.000-05:002014-12-21T00:00:04.139-05:00Country Gal Gone Wild - Chapter 20.1<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Unbelievable! You really <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">can</i> play the guitar. Flawlessly, too. What
<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">can’t</i> you do?” Ruby said after
listening to Gavin play his rendition of <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Stronger</i>
by Tank. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">A fan of all types of music,
she immediately recognized the popular R & B tune. She also recognized
talent when she heard it. Thus she was able to quickly assess that her future
husband was a gifted musician.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I can’t sing a lick.” Gavin
grinned. “Had I sung one note of that song, you would have started boycotting.”
As he spoke, he returned his mahogany guitar to its matching case and closed
it. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby burst out laughing.
“Nobody’s perfect,” she said, watching his nude frame walk over to the closet
of the penthouse suite that he reserved for added privacy this weekend. How
fine could one man be? “But you sure come very close to perfection.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“So do you,” Gavin replied,
placing his guitar case in the closet and then closing the door.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">She moaned at the heated look
he gave her as he returned to the bed where she lay on her stomach. Her sheer
pink teddy was suddenly too hot to have on. She sat upright and pulled the
garment over her head. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin moaned and licked his
lips. He swiftly closed the distance between them and ascended upon her
breasts. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">She arched toward him and caressed
the sides of his face as he suckled her. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Suddenly he stopped and lifted
his head from her body. “Before we get too far into this, have you decided
whether or not you’re going to spend the night?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby frowned at that reminder.
All of her passion drained away like the water from their joint shower a half
hour ago. “Unfortunately I won’t be staying the night after all. I think its
best that I wake up at my parents’ house on such an important day. It’s not
every day that a man asks my father for my hand in marriage, you know.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Then I suggest you leave now
before it gets even later. It’s already after midnight.” Gavin pointed to the
digital clock on the nightstand. “I don’t want you driving alone so late at
night.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I’ve been driving alone in
the dark for years. Trust me, I can handle myself.” She tenderly traced his
tense jawline.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Oh, I know that. I don’t
trust <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">others</i> with you, namely Logan
Benjamin.” He scowled. He balled his hands into fists as his whole body tensed.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I have my gun with me tonight.
I’m not afraid to shoot anyone that gets out of line, including a rogue cop if necessary.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“All the more reason for me to
move closer to town and then move you away from here altogether.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby smiled. “I look forward
to both. But right now, I need to be heading home.” She rose to her feet and started
for her overnight bag. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin followed her, grabbed
her left arm and twirled her around to face him. “One day you’ll come to
realize that anywhere that you and I are together is home,” he whispered,
speaking inches away from her mouth.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">All Ruby had time to do was
nod before he captured her lips with a searing kiss. She moaned deep in her
throat when he squeezed her bottom, traced her lower crests with his long
fingers and then sent two of them to her hidden cove.</span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Mr.
Magic Fingers</span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">, Ruby thought, remembering how quickly he made
her climax using just his hands as she made her way back to Blue-eyed Hollow. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">If he keeps this up, the next twelve months
are going to be a blast!</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">After checking in with Gavin
once she safely made it to her parents’ house, Ruby changed into her pajamas,
turned out the light and climbed into bed. Though she’d had another full day,
including all that vigorous lovemaking, sleep would not come near her. She was
wide awake. She had a lot on her mind. Mostly worries. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Would her father like Gavin?
Would he give them his blessing? <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby knew that the rest of her
family would go along with whatever her father decided whether they liked Gavin
for themselves or not. They were all followers, even her sisters’ husbands. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">I hope
Vinny has more backbone than Tom and Jerry,</span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;"> Ruby mused, concerning
her brothers-in-law. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Tom and Jerry,” she said
aloud, chuckling at that reminder of the cartoon characters that bore the same
names. It was even funnier to note that that famous cat and mouse team
sometimes showed more backbone than her sisters’ husbands. Especially when it
came to her father. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Thinking about that childhood
cartoon caused her anxieties about tomorrow’s family meeting to lessen.
Eventually sleep enveloped her, though she slept fitfully.</span><br />
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Suprinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097147272286189832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7520026704500256360.post-79173167181525649792014-12-20T00:30:00.000-05:002014-12-20T00:30:00.049-05:00Country Gal Gone Wild - Chapter 19.2<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Yes, that’s his last name all
right,” Ruby replied. “Hold on a minute. Let me go to my office for more
privacy. Clayford can’t seem to concentrate on his work for watching my face. I
think this dude might actually be trying to read my lips.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“You’re kidding me, right?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I kid not. Let me go to the back
before he ends up hurting himself. And none of us want that, despite his
nosiness.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Sure,” Gavin said, behaving
as patiently as he always did.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby kept her face neutral and
her mouth closed as she walked down the narrow corridors of the shop. She didn’t
want to draw any unnecessary attention to herself. “Okay, I’m back,” she said
as she entered her office and closed the door securely behind her. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Cool. I think our mystery
suspect is your ex, too,” Gavin replied, picking the conversation back up at a
pivotal point. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Yeah, but I doubt if we can
prove it,” Ruby said. “Logan was a lousy boyfriend, but he’s always been very
thorough with his work. I bet that package came without a return address on it.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“It sure did.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“And with Logan being a cop, I’m
sure he removed every fingerprint there was before sending it. That’s only if
he didn’t use gloves in the first place.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin growled.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby sat at her desk and
squeezed her legs together at that sound. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Focus,
girl</i>! she scolded herself before she got too far off track due to her
intense attraction to him. Every little sound, expression, and nuance this man
made turned her on.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I’m just so glad I told you
about the DVD beforehand. That way it wasn’t such a shock when you opened that
package,” Ruby said, forcing herself to concentrate on the issue at hand. She couldn’t
let sex become her newest escape from reality. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I am, too. Even so I probably
would have still married you,” Gavin confessed. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Really?” Ruby smiled. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Yes. I did a lot of stupid impulsive stuff in
my past, too. So it makes no sense and would be downright hypocritical to hold
your stuff against you.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">You</i>? Impulsive? I thought <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">I </i>was
the bad influence on you.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Hardly.” Gavin laughed.
“Baby, all you’ve done is pull on what’s already inside of me. I know I only alluded
to it before, but I was quite the wild child myself once upon a time. Though I
didn’t do drugs, I definitely drank too much, partied too long and hard, and
had enough sex for a lifetime all before I finished high school. Matter of
fact, during my last year of high school, I even tried to elope with my steady
girlfriend.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“You’ve been married before?”
Ruby asked in a low, shocked tone. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“No, I said I <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">tried</i> to get married. I found out once
we got there that I was too young. At just seventeen, I still needed parental
consent. Shelia didn’t since she’d already turned eighteen by then.
Incidentally, that one event almost made me want to become a lawyer like my
mother. I never wanted to be trapped or hindered by my ignorance of the law
again.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I take it your parents didn’t
give you the permission you needed.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“No,” Gavin replied. His voice
sounded pained and full of disappointment. “Though they approved of Shelia as a
person, they did <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">not</i> approve of us
getting married so young. Her parents felt the same way. When we got back home,
both sets of parents made us promise to wait until we were finished with
college before marrying.” He paused to clear his throat before going on.
“Unfortunately, we didn’t make it past our sophomore year of college.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“What happened to break you
two apart?” Ruby took the office phone off the hook. She didn’t want anything
to interrupt this conversation. Not after hearing the thick emotion in Gavin’s
voice. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I got too serious for
Sheila,” he replied in a deadpan tone. “While she was still hitting every party
and club, and participating in every social activity on campus, I was hitting
the books. Not only was I taking a double major in general dentistry and
specialized oral and maxillofacial surgery, I was also helping my father out in
his practice. I literally didn’t have time to party anymore. My drinking became
limited to the occasional glass of wine for obvious reasons.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“That’s understandable. You
had to be clear-headed for work,” Ruby replied. “That’s exactly why I keep my drinking
limited to just the weekends.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Exactly.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Did you and Shelia part as
friends or enemies? As you can tell, Logan and I parted as enemies. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Bitter</i> enemies.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Sheila and I parted as
friends. For a long time, I kicked myself for letting her get away. She was a
really good woman. One of the best. I promised myself that if I ever found
another good woman like that, I wouldn’t let anything stop me from making her
mine in every way.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Which means you don’t really
love <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">me</i>, huh? You just love that I
remind you of Shelia,” Ruby deduced aloud. Actually saying those words hurt
deeper than she thought they would. But why should they? She didn’t love Gavin.
She never claimed to, which was a lot different from what she could say about
him. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;"> “Okay, first of all, that came
out wrong,” Gavin replied. “What I meant about finding another good woman like
Sheila simply refers to my desire to marry a woman that can touch me on
multiple levels. Secondly, you and Shelia are worlds apart in looks and
temperaments. The only thing you have in common is your impulsiveness which, by
the way, I also have in common with you, but am better able to control these
days. And last but not least, I do love you, Red. In fact, I love you way more
than I <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">ever</i> loved Shelia.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby sucked her teeth in
disbelief. “Yeah, I bet. You haven’t even known me a tenth of the time that you
knew her.” Try as she might, she couldn’t keep the jealousy from her voice.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“My heart doesn’t seem to care
about the time factor. Besides, Shelia couldn’t make me howl even when the moon
was out. Only you can do that to me, Red. And you do it so well, too.” He
moaned. “So let that green-eyed monster that just reared its ugly head go on
its merry way,” he added semi-jokingly. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby shifted in her seat as
desire pooled below. It turned her on how quickly he was able to read her. And
that moan! It made a woman want to fill her ears with hours of them.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“How much howling do you want
to do tonight, Vinny?” she practically purred out. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“As much as it’s going to take
to get me through supper with your parents tomorrow,” Gavin replied. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby chuckled. “Be ready for a
long night then.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I will,” Gavin answered in a
husky whisper. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Suddenly there was a knock
heard in the distance.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I have to go, baby. Mrs.
Munsen just knocked on my office door, which means my first patient has
arrived. And don’t worry about this package. It’s going in my safe with the
rest of my valuables,” Gavin quickly concluded.</span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Don’t
keep it anywhere, destroy it immediately</span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">, Ruby mused, thinking what
she never got a chance to say before he rushed off the phone. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">I’ll just tell him later</i>.</span><br />
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Suprinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097147272286189832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7520026704500256360.post-40523136965272478412014-12-20T00:00:00.000-05:002014-12-20T00:00:02.879-05:00Country Gal Gone Wild - Chapter 19.1<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">On Saturday, Gavin went to the
office extra early. He wanted to open yesterday’s mail and spend some time
getting his head together before he saw his first patient. His head had been in
the clouds ever since he saw Ruby yesterday and took their relationship to a
new level. The fantastic memory of their night and early morning hours together
had him more than a bit distracted this morning.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Forcing himself to concentrate
on work, Gavin began at the top of the mail stack with the brown envelope
marked ‘personal and confidential’. It had no return address on it, but it was
dated from a post office in Cleavertown. Inside was a plainly wrapped DVD case
with a typed note attached. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">The note read: <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Are you sure you want to marry the town
tramp? If so, scenes 5 & 6 are bound to change your mind.</i> <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Letting out a harsh expletive,
Gavin ripped the brown cover off the DVD. Sure enough, Ruby’s picture was in
the right hand corner. She looked younger, slightly slimmer, and her eyes were
glazed. However, she did have a sexy smile on her face. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin had seen that same smile
just this morning when he made love to Ruby in his hotel room. She stayed with
him in Cleavertown after they left his office last night. No doubt Ruby was
chosen for the cover because she looked like a younger version of Baywatch babe
– Angelica Bridges. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Who
would send this to me? </span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin mused. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Mrs. Munsen? No, she’s too job scared for that. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">His mind immediately went to the
next suspect – Ruby’s ex-boyfriend. Logan was the only one in town that had the
most to lose if she ever got married. Plus, if he had no problem showing that
video to her father, he definitely wouldn’t have a problem showing it to her
fiancé. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin picked up his cell phone
and called Ruby to confirm his suspicions. She was at work early today, as
well. A pair of work clothes had been in the overnight bag that she brought to
the hotel since she had no intentions of going home last night. He had no
intentions of letting her as tired as they both were after everything they’d
done separately and collectively yesterday.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Hello, baby, this is Gavin,”
he said as soon as she answered her cell phone.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Hey, sugar,” Ruby purred. “What’s
up?” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin’s anger instantly faded
away at the sound of her sweet voice. She sounded so happy to hear from him. He
hated to spoil the good mood she was in, so he decided to delay the main
purpose of this call a little while longer.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“How’s work going?” he
stalled.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“It’s going steady. I’m
helping Clayford with some engine work on a Dodge. At least I was right before
you called.” She chuckled. “I’m standing near the break room now watching him
try to figure things out on his own.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Clumsy Clayford?” Gavin
asked, quoting the nickname she’d given that particular coworker during one of
their many discussions. Clayford was the same coworker that she deemed her
father’s number one spy at work. Logan was Papa Hudson’s number one spy
everywhere else.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Yep.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Good luck with that. I hope
your group insurance is paid up.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“It is.” She laughed. “Now
what’s the <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">real</i> purpose of this call?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin smiled. He liked that
she knew him so well already. “Before I tell you that, let me tell you how much
I miss you.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I miss you more. My body is
still humming from what you did this morning. By the way, did you ever eat your
breakfast after I left?” she whispered. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“No.” Gavin chuckled. “But
that’s okay. Sometimes I like to eat pancakes in the mornings. Other times I
like to eat—” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Don’t say it!” Ruby quickly
intervened.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“…other things,” Gavin
finished with a wide mischievous grin. “Are you blushing, Red?” he teased. He
liked making her blush. It reminded him of how flushed her skin looked when she
was very excited and/or climaxing. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Uh…no?” she denied in
question form. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Pretty little liar.” Gavin
laughed, momentarily forgetting about the DVD. Yet when he looked down at his
desk, he quickly remembered the purpose of this call and the smile left his
face. “Now on to why I really called.” He cleared his throat and became very
serious. “I called because I received a very interesting package about you in
the mail today. Actually it came in yesterday’s mail that I’m just now opening
today.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“What <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">kind</i> of package? Wait, before you answer let me get my stool. I
have a feeling that I’m going to need to sit down for this.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin waited patiently during
the five seconds that it took for her to locate her stool and sit down. “The package
I received contained that DVD you told me about. The one you filmed in
college.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I see,” Ruby replied
solemnly. “You know, I ought to be used to this type of humiliation by now, but
it still hurts sometimes. Correction, it still hurts <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">every</i> time.” She took a deep breath and blew it out. “Did you watch
it?” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“No. I don’t need to. I have
the <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">real</i> thing,” Gavin said in a
soothing tone. “However, somebody obviously wanted me to watch it in hopes that
I would change my mind about marrying you.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Sounds like the work of my
ex-boyfriend – Mr. Logan Randall Benjamin himself,” Ruby deduced with ire
dripping from her every word as she cited his full name for the first time in
Gavin’s presence. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Benjamin? Logan’s last name
is <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Benjamin</i>?” he asked, recalling a
few disturbing things his father told him about the Benjamins of Blue-eyed
Hollow. One of which was the fact that he was to NEVER trust anyone with that
last name.</span><br />
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Suprinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097147272286189832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7520026704500256360.post-34901380752171546192014-12-19T00:30:00.000-05:002014-12-19T00:30:00.964-05:00Country Gal Gone Wild - Chapter 18.2<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby smiled at Gavin’s heated reaction
to her homemade lingerie, which she made especially for him. The outer
circumferences of her breasts were surrounded with minty dental floss. A wide
strap of floss was around her waist. Long strands hung from the strap like a
skirt, caressing her hips and thighs with every movement. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“The floss always ends up <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">here</i> and <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">here</i>.” Ruby pointed to her plump breasts. The peaks were rigid
already from excitement and anticipation. She’d been looking forward to this
moment all day, all week, in fact. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin moaned and came closer.
“I see. Maybe this particular floss will be better in <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">my</i> mouth.” He bent to trace the silky threads with his tongue. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby moaned this time. She
reached for his head and arched her body toward him. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Passion mounted fast as Gavin
squeezed her globes together, licked both peaks and then sucked them. “My
medical file is on the desk to your right. I advise you to look at it quickly,
because I don’t know how long I’m going to be able to stay out of you,” he said
in between suckles. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Impulsive, but not stupid,
Ruby grabbed the file and opened it. It was hard to concentrate while he
feasted and removed the floss from her body, but she forced herself to quickly scan
down the forms until she saw the results of his latest physical. He was just as
clean as she was, though he could work on getting his cholesterol down some
more. She paid attention to things like that now on account of her father’s
health issues. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Having gotten the information
she needed, Ruby flung the file across the desk. “There’s nothing holding us
back now, sugar.” She snapped his white coat opened and began to unbutton his gray
pinstriped shirt.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Exactly!” Gavin lifted his
head and then captured her lips now that she was completely bare. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby melted into that kiss,
receiving his tongue into her mouth as if it were a precious gift. He helped
her undress him by shrugging out of his coat and shirt. Her hands hastened to
his bare torso. She marveled at its hardness. Everything about him was rock hard. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby sent her right hand farther
downward and unfastened his trousers. Oh how she missed the feel of him. They
both moaned when she squeezed him intimately.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Abruptly breaking the kiss,
Ruby yanked his black pants down, dropped to her knees and did what she dreamed
of doing since they met. He tasted just as delicious as she imagined he would. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin
hissed out an expletive
and gripped the edge of the desk behind him for support as she went to
town on him. He moaned out his pleasure and watched her under
lowered eyelids for a full minute without moving as every muscle in his
body
grew harder by the second. “You are outstanding in every way, do you
know that?”
he whispered, tenderly moving her hair to one side.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby winked up at him. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I hope you also know that one
good turn deserves another.” He grinned mischievously, stepping out of his
pants and underwear before kicking them aside.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Oh!” Ruby exclaimed as she
was suddenly lifted up and turned upside down.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I’m about to hear a lot more
than that in a few minutes,” Gavin said, locking her legs about his neck with
one hand while he held onto her torso with the other. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Squealing with delight, Ruby
anchored her arms about his strong thighs and said, “Ready, set, go!”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin let out a husky chuckle
that quickly turned into a moan as she returned to her previous feast. He started
his own feast, matching her ferocious appetite until her whole body trembled.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">As if he sensed what was about
to happen to her, Ruby was promptly turned right side up again. “Oh, Vinny,”
she said when he joined them just as promptly. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">This was her first time ever having
sex without a condom. It felt sublime, which is why she went over the edge
within seconds of entry. No one, not even Logan, could convince her to have sex
without a condom, despite the fact that she’d been on birth control for years. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">When her trembling ceased, Ruby
locked her legs about Gavin’s waist, held on to his neck and started to glide
up and down upon him. He squeezed her bottom and fluently followed her rhythm. Though
their bodies continued to move, time seemed to stand still as their eyes met
and held.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">She saw the love that he previously
spoke of swimming freely in his eyes. The depth of it startled her. It made her
gasp in shock. Was love like this even possible among humans? She thought
unconditional love only came from God.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Feeling overwhelmed by what
she saw, Ruby closed her eyes and returned her attention to the pleasures of their
flesh. Therein was her comfort zone…and her freedom. Picking up the pace, she
began to go wild upon him. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“No, Red. Keep it slow. I want
to savor you,” Gavin said, stilling his body.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby’s eyes fluttered open
again. She nodded. “Savor away.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin smiled. “I know just the
place, too.” Then he carried her to the veranda and sat her down upon the
daybed. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Don’t go!” Ruby protested
when he disengaged them. She reached for him.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">He chuckled and shook his head.
“Calm down, Red. I’m just pausing for a few seconds of repositioning,” he said,
spreading her legs wider as he spoke. “Now scoot back some and rest your body
against the headboard, baby.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">She promptly did as he
instructed. As soon as she was comfortably settled, he quickly rejoined them as
promised. “I see somebody is extra excited,” she said, noting how much he’d
grown.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Can you blame me? I haven’t
seen or been inside you for a week. A <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">long</i>
week,” Gavin replied, moving within her depths again.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Too</i> long.” Ruby moaned, rotating her hips in unison with his
clockwise motion. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Silence reigned for the
longest time as Gavin proceeded to make the slowest of love to her. She never
had a more patient lover nor one more thorough. He seemed intent on making sure
she was satisfied, even at his own expense. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">As Ruby went over the edge of
ecstasy two times in a row, Gavin was there to catch her and then take her even
higher. When he finally flew over the edge, howling as he went, she clung to
his drenched frame as if her own life depended upon it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Mrs. Munsen put the sorted
mail on the front counter and then retrieved her black purse from her desk. On
the top of the stack of mail was a brown envelope from Cleavertown marked ‘<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">personal and confidential</i>’, which was
why it was the only piece of mail that she hadn’t opened. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">After locking the outer office
door, Mrs. Munsen headed to her car. She stopped short in her tracks when she
heard a wild animal howling nearby. But why was that sound coming from inside
the building?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">She frowned and continued to her
car when she realized that it wasn’t a wild animal at all. That was the howling
of a man – her boss man.</span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ain’t
no telling what kinds of nasty things he’s letting her do to him</span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">, Mrs.
Munsen thought, still disapproving of Gavin’s choice in wife, though she would
not speak it aloud again. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Now she wished she hadn’t told
him about a prime piece of real estate in town. She gladly shared details about
that ‘for sale’ sign when she thought her niece had a chance with him. Since
her niece was nowhere Ruby’s league on multiple levels, she had deep regrets
and wished she’d kept her mouth closed about that, too. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">What a
waste of a good man,</span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;"> Mrs. Munsen thought, driving away as fast as
she could.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">While Gavin waited for Ruby to
be shown to his office, he went to the adjoining veranda to make sure
everything was just as he left it thirty minutes ago. The enclosed porch was where
he had a rustic sunroom built when he first bought the building. He had a large
daybed, two chairs, and an end table added this week so that he could take power
naps as needed throughout the day or sleep at the office overnight if he ever had
to due to any winter storms in the area. He also added vertical blinds for
privacy.</span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Everything
is as it should be</span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">, Gavin thought, smiling at the inviting bed.
The black and red bedding would be rumpled very soon. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">As for Ruby’s engagement ring,
that had been stored in his office safe earlier. There was wine and food
chilling in the small fridge to the left of his mahogany desk.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">When Gavin returned to his
office, Ruby was sitting in one of the leather visitor chairs dressed in a red
mini-dress and matching stilettos. A puzzled look was upon her face as Mrs.
Munsen gushed all over her, offering to get her a beverage, a pillow for her
back, and anything else she needed.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I’m fine…really,” Ruby told
the older woman. “Thank you though.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Oh, you’re most welcome,
darling!” Mrs. Munsen smiled. Then she turned to Gavin and cheerfully added, “If
there’s nothing further, doctor, I’ll finish up the mail and then leave for the
day as well.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“There’s nothing further.
Drive safely, Mrs. Munsen.” Gavin smiled, nodding his approval of her behavior
and request to leave early.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I will and thank you,” Mrs.
Munsen replied. Then she politely excused herself and closed the door behind
her. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“You told her, didn’t you?”
Ruby asked, turning a knowing gaze toward him once they were alone. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Told her what?” Gavin smiled
coyly. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Told her about us getting
hitched. Mrs. Munsen has <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">never</i>
treated me that good before. Not even <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">before</i>
my reputation was ruined.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Yes, I told her. I had to.”
He frowned. “I couldn’t let her bad mouth you in my presence. Before this year
is up, I’m going to see to it that <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">everyone</i>
in this town gives you the respect that you deserve.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby shrugged and frowned, as
well. “Some people are <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">never</i> going to
change their opinion of me, Vinny. Some people simply like the negative zone. You
have to accept that before you go on this righteous crusade of yours.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I know, but I wouldn’t be who
I am if I didn’t at least <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">try</i>.” He
smiled again. “Now enough about that. Let’s talk about why you’re here today,
Miss Hudson, soon-to-be <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Mrs</i>.
Sweetwater.” As he spoke, he went to lock the office door. Though Ruby was his
last patient of the day, he didn’t want Mrs. Munsen coming back in to give him
today’s mail before she locked up for the evening and left. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby giggled. “Well, Dr.
Sweetwater, I was wondering if I was flossing right.” She stood to her feet and
unzipped the side of her dress. “You see, I keep pulling floss from the spool,
but it never seems to end up in my mouth.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Where does it end up?” Gavin
turned to face her at the first unzip. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">When Ruby’s dress fell to the
floor, he moaned and licked his lips at the loin-stirring sight before him.
Instead of underwear, she wore dental floss beneath her dress. Dental floss!</span><br />
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Suprinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097147272286189832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7520026704500256360.post-86324857753060861552014-12-14T00:30:00.000-05:002014-12-14T00:30:01.769-05:00Country Gal Gone Wild - Chapter 17.2<br />
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">I
wonder which gift card he will give me after this,</span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;"> Mrs.
Munsen thought, ready to be rewarded again for her due diligence in protecting
her employer’s best interests.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Mrs. Munsen, I appreciate
your consideration, I truly do, but you really don’t have to warn me about
Ruby. Unlike Nancy, she’s <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">not</i> a gold-digger.
In fact, she’s a diamond in the rough, a true treasure among women. I find Ruby
simply delightful and I plan to marry her very soon,” Gavin said in a calm even
tone. “I’m surprised you haven’t heard about our engagement yet on account of
how quickly the news reached her parents.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Mrs. Munsen felt all the blood
drain from her face. “You…you’re going to marry Ruby? Ruby Dee Hudson?” she choked
out, shocked for more reasons than one. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Yes.” Gavin’s tone was still
even and controlled. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“But why?” Mrs. Munsen couldn’t
hide her disappointment. She expected better <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">for</i> him, better <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">of</i> him,
and better <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">from</i> him. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Plus, Mrs. Munsen was one of
the few people in town old enough to remember or even care about the sordid
history between another pair of Sweetwater and Benjamin males who vied for the
same girl. That girl had been a redhead, too, though no relation to Ruby. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Would history repeat itself?
Would it end up just as badly? <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I’m marrying Ruby because I
love her. In fact, it was love at first sight for me,” Gavin confessed. “If
that’s going to be a problem for you, perhaps you and I need to sever our
employment agreement today. I will not work with anyone that doesn’t respect my
future wife.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Mrs. Munsen shook her head
vigorously. “No, no, it’s no problem for me whatsoever. You just took me by
surprise, that’s all. Please accept my apology and my...uhm…congratulations,”
she replied, quickly making the necessary mental adjustment. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">But how
am I going to break the news to Fannie Mae?</span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;"> she mused, thinking of
her pretty and very unmarried niece. Fannie Mae had been looking forward to
meeting the handsome new doctor in town. She was scheduled to do just that during
her appointment tomorrow. </span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">She’s
going to be so disappointed, </span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Mrs. Munsen thought, not
looking forward to sharing this news at all. She also decided not to utter a
word about the Sweetwater and Benjamin family connection. She’d said enough as
it was. No need to put her foot farther into her mouth. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“All is forgiven and your congratulations is
accepted, Mrs. Munsen.” Gavin looked pleased that she was not among the elderly
that were too set in their ways to change. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Mrs. Munsen was no fool…at
least not anymore. Over the years she learned when and how to quickly adapt to
any situation. Especially when it benefited her financially. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Plus she still had ten more
years on a second mortgage to pay off. With her husband sickly and on a fixed
income, they barely had enough to live off now, which was why she hadn’t
retired yet. Blame it on their foolish decisions to cosign for cars and houses that
their financially inapt children had stuck them with seven years ago.</span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">I’m
not about to lose my job over my personal opinions</span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">, Mrs.
Munsen thought, convinced that she would not be able to find another one that
paid this well at age sixty-two.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Now if you will escort my
fiancée to the back, I’d be most appreciative,” Gavin said, breaking through
her thoughts. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Mrs. Munsen nodded. “Yes, sir.
Right away, sir.” Then she scurried from the room as fast as her heavy-set legs
would carry her.</span><br />
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Suprinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097147272286189832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7520026704500256360.post-59169721313531731622014-12-14T00:00:00.000-05:002014-12-14T00:00:02.107-05:00Country Gal Gone Wild - Chapter 17.1<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">On Friday, Ruby was not able
to make it to Gavin’s office as planned. Her father’s shop had an unexpected
surge in business that prevented her from keeping that morning appointment. It
appears that the local police department suddenly needed tune-ups on their
whole fleet of cars. Thus it was all hands on deck at the shop until well after
three o’clock. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“You don’t have to keep
apologizing, baby. I understand how unpredictable business can be. And if
you’re too tired to see me after work, I’ll push past my disappointment and
just see you tomorrow,” Gavin said when she called him for the third time that
day to apologize. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Tomorrow? Oh no, sir! You,
Dr. Sweetwater, are going to see me <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">today</i>,”
Ruby replied adamantly. “After the long day I’ve had, I <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">need</i> to see you in the worst or rather the <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">best</i> way. Can you squeeze me in an about an hour? I have to go
home, shower, and change first.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin smiled at her eagerness
to see him. It pleased him tremendously and turned him on. “I’m free at 4:30.
You’ll be my last appointment for the day, so it actually works out great,” he
said, perusing his appointment book. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Wonderful! I’ll see you then.”
Ruby sounded even more excited now. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin grinned as he returned
his cell phone to his right desk drawer. He didn’t care how late he saw Ruby today
just as long as he saw her…hopefully, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">all</i>
of her. Until then, he went back to eating his late lunch – chicken pasta salad
that he got from the diner down the street. It was delicious. He would
definitely be a return customer because of that dish alone. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">While Gavin ate, he studied Ruby’s
medical file. Based on that file, he now knew even more about her. He knew when
she had chicken pox, her first broken arm, and both of her sprained ankles. He
also knew the results of her last pap smear, HIV test, and the type of birth
control she was on. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">That file backed up Ruby’s
statements about being healthy, disease-free, and adequately protected. They
discussed those things during the week because they were essential to having an
open and honest marriage.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;"> Gavin was also healthy and
disease-free. He brought a copy of his medical file to town with him. That way
Ruby could also have proof of his status since she couldn’t request his
professionally as he’d done hers.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Satisfied that they could now
do away with condoms and be even more adventurous, Gavin closed the file and informed
Mrs. Munsen, his gray-haired secretary, to add Ruby to today’s schedule at the
new time. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Uh…of course, doctor,” she
said hesitantly.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin frowned, wondering what
her hesitancy was about. Was she distracted with something else? He hired her
because she was pretty sharp for her age. Had that suddenly changed?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“And please tell Aussie that
she can leave for the day. This last appointment is only a consultation.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Y…yes, doctor,” Mrs. Munsen
said, sounding even more distracted.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Thank you,” he replied,
reminding himself to keep a closer eye on her as he hung up the phone. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Besides being his secretary, Mrs.
Munsen also performed basic housecleaning duties around the place. She was
efficient and organized and had over thirty years of dental/medical insurance
experience. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin’s other employee was a middle-aged
woman named Aussie Greene. Aussie was his dental assistant/hygienist. She
specialized in children’s dentistry and had sixteen years of experience under
her belt. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin recruited Aussie from Cleavertown
whereas Mrs. Munsen was from Blue-eyed Hollow. Both women were happily married,
which had been a very important factor in hiring them. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">As a single man, Gavin did not
think it wise to work too closely with unattached females. A failed
relationship with a fellow dentist named Jenna Booker in Washington D.C. taught
him the imprudence of doing that. When their personal relationship soured due
to his busy schedule and preoccupation with obtaining his pilot’s license, so
did their professional relationship. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Jenna could hardly stand to be
in the same room with Gavin after their breakup. She didn’t mind letting
everyone else know that either. As a result, his father’s medical association
lost one of the best dentists it had at the time. He had no one to blame for
that but himself. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">To try to make amends, Gavin worked
extra hours at the dental firm. He also sent Jenna one last letter of apology.
He apologized again for being negligent as a boyfriend and for causing her so
much disappointment and pain. He also wished her well in her life. To his relief
Jenna finally accepted that apology, but they both knew that they could never
work together again. Last he heard she had opened up her own practice in
Pennsylvania and that it was very successful. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">At 4:25pm, Mrs. Munsen gently knocked
on his office door. “Your last patient of the day has arrived, Dr. Sweetwater.”
</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Yes, come right in.” Gavin felt
a grin of delight already forming on his face. He felt something entirely
different forming below his belt. He took a deep breath to quickly restore his
composure in every way.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">When his door opened, Mrs.
Munsen entered alone and closed the door behind her. That was odd. She usually
brought patients to the back with her, formally introduced them, and then closed
the door behind her, leaving him alone with the patients to privately discuss
their dental needs and wants. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Now that Gavin thought about
it, the only time Mrs. Munsen hadn’t done those things was last week when he
had an appointment with Nancy. That day she left the office door open after
escorting Nancy to the back. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Dr. Sweetwater, before I
bring Ruby Dee Hudson to the back, I think I should warn you again,” Mrs. Munsen
began. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin frowned. “Warn me about
what?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Well, sir, she’s just as
loose as her friend Nancy, so you’ll do well not to be fooled by her beauty,
either.” </span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ahh…so
</span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">that’s<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"> why she’d been so distracted earlier,</i> Gavin
thought. His frown deepened as he recalled that she’d been the one to warn him
about Nancy last week.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">That warning had come via a
sticky note placed discreetly inside Nancy’s file and given to him an hour
before she arrived. He had shown much appreciation for that forewarning. Not
only had he thanked Mrs. Munsen for the heads-up, he also gave her a gift
certificate to her favorite department store. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">She
will not be getting a reward for today’s misguided word of caution,</span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;"> Gavin
thought, about to give her something else altogether.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Across town, Logan sat on his
front porch with a pouch of chewing tobacco in his right hand. He’d taken up
the habit ever since he stopped smoking cigarettes. He only did it sparingly so
as not to become addicted. Yet whenever he felt particularly stressed, he
indulged in it even more. Tonight he was stressed in a major way. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Logan was stressed and
distressed about the fact that Ruby’s father actually seemed pleased when he
told him that she was getting married. It irked him that Papa Hudson had given
up on their collective dream of her marrying him – a hometown guy. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby’s father didn’t seem to
care that her new man was an outsider or about the fact that no one but her really
knew this Gavin Sweetwater fella. All Papa Hudson was concerned about was the
fact that his youngest daughter was finally going to regain her rightful
respectability within their community. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“What doctor’s wife ain’t
respected in any community all over the world?” the older man had said. </span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">A policeman’s wife is equally
respected,</span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;"> Logan mused hotly, forcibly padding his jaws with tobacco.
He wanted to be the one to restore Ruby’s respectability. After all, he’d been
the one to take it away from her. </span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Maybe I can still be the one</span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">,
Logan thought as he went inside to review Ruby’s video again. <i>What doctor in
his right mind would want to marry a woman with </i>her<i> kind of past? Maybe
I can help him learn a few things about that past.</i></span><br />
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Suprinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097147272286189832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7520026704500256360.post-10493853959944586522014-12-13T00:00:00.000-05:002014-12-13T00:00:01.414-05:00Country Gal Gone Wild - Chapter 16.1<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">After receiving Ruby’s call,
Nancy rushed over to Peggy Lee’s place, which was situated above their friend’s
beauty salon. Once there, she listened quietly as Ruby spilled every bean she
had in her bag while they each sat in a wicker chair at Peggy Lee’s glass-top
dining room table. She told them everything about her and Gavin. What they’d
done last night and what they planned to do this next year. She even told them
about the fun nicknames they’d given each other. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I can’t believe how lucky you
are!” Peggy Lee exclaimed when she heard about Ruby’s night with Gavin. “The
man fell in love and proposed marriage to you after only <i>one</i> night
together. What in the world did you do to him?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Yeah, what <i>did</i> you do
to him?” Nancy asked, speaking for the first time since she arrived. Her mouth
had slammed shut and remained on lockdown from the moment she heard about
Gavin’s expanding manhood until now. It was kind of hard to speak over the
thick jealousy constricting her throat. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Nancy had never been with a
man worthy of a magnum-sized condom before. It wasn’t for lack of looking either.
She had made a diligent search for years, judging the worth of a man by two
things – the size of his wallet and the size of his penis. She had yet to find
a man around these parts as worthy as Gavin Sweetwater. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Nancy’s jealousy grew as Ruby
disclosed that Gavin knew exactly how to use what he had, hitting a woman’s
special spot every time. How he was so good in bed that she actually shed tears
of joy at the end. That had been a WOW moment. Nancy had never experienced sex
good enough to cry over before. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Her last bout of jealousy
occurred when she learned there would be a marriage between the two lovers.
That although the union was only going to be a cup of convenience for Ruby,
Gavin obviously wanted the whole pot of chili. </span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Why does everything good
always happen to her?</span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;"> Nancy ranted silently. She didn’t even see
that sex video as a bad thing. In her opinion, Ruby should have followed in Kim
Kardashian’s footsteps and turned that video into several profitable business
ventures for herself. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">With her outstanding looks and
sexual aptitude, the redhead could have been famous by now and them with her.
Who cares what her family thought? With the amount of money Ruby stood to gain,
the Hudsons would have just had to get over it. Better yet, let their daughter’s
newfound millions comfort their hurt feelings and embarrassment. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“What did I do to him?” Ruby
said, reiterating the question she’d been asked. “Darn if I know.” She
shrugged. “I was just being my regular old self last night. Gavin was the one
being so exceptional. My body is going through changes right now just thinking
about how exceptional he was.” She crossed her legs and squeezed her thighs
together. She let out a low moan. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“The regular old self you show
your family? Or the regular old self you show your friends?” Nancy asked,
intrigued by which side of Ruby the man had been so captivated with. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“The self that I show my
friends. My <i>true</i> self. Gavin seems to like me wild and impulsive. At
least that’s what he said.” Ruby smiled. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Peggy Lee leaned in closer to
look at her. “Are you <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">sure</i> you didn’t
fall in love with him back? Because you are absolutely glowing right
now.” She giggled. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby frowned. “No!” she
replied quickly and very loudly. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Whoa!” Nancy winced, holding
her ears. “Did you have to protest so loudly?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Sorry. I didn’t want either
of you to get the wrong idea,” Ruby said in her normal voice. “There is no love
at all on my part, just extreme lust. I can’t afford to fall in love with
anyone.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Why not, Ruby?” Peggy Lee
didn’t look all that convinced. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Nancy wasn’t convinced at all
as she returned her hands to the table.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Because to me being in love
comes with its own form of bondage. Certain things are going to be expected of
me, things that I might not want to do. As both of you know, I’m already doing
too many things I don’t want to do out of love now,” Ruby answered. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“But you just signed on to be
somebody’s <i>wife</i> for the next year, Ruby. That right there is gonna come
with its own set of expectations,” Peggy Lee persisted. “Are you <i>sure</i>
you’re up for this?” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Yes, because the end is going
to justify the means. What’s spending one year of my life hanging out with
Gavin compared to spending the rest of my life trapped in this town?” Ruby
reasoned. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“You want to leave Blue-eyed
Hollow that bad, huh?” Nancy said, speaking again after another moment of
silence. She never wanted to leave the Blue Ridge mountain area. She loved it.
She wanted to raise her children here among the rounded mountains, which were
famous for their bluish color when seen from a distance. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby nodded. “Yes, more than
anything. Which is why I’m swearing you both to secrecy.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Oh, we won’t tell a soul,”
Peggy Lee said, answering for them both. “We want what’s best for you. Only
thing is…” She paused and sniffed back a tear. “…we’re gonna miss you when
you’re gone.” </span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Speak for yourself,</span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;"> Nancy
mused, keeping her face neutral as Ruby and Peggy Lee cried and hugged each
other. <i>I’m not going to miss her one bit.</i> <i>I wish she would leave now.
Why wait until the year is over?</i> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">If Ruby left now, Nancy wouldn’t
have to worry about losing another eligible bachelor to the gorgeous redhead.
Then she’d truly be the most beautiful woman in Blue-eyed Hollow and
Cleavertown combined.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“You <i>love</i> me?” Ruby
whispered. “Already? How?” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Yes to your first and second
questions. As for your third, I don’t know how it happened. All I know is that
it did happen. What started as an instant attraction that night at the club
turned into something deeper by the next morning. When I recognized what it
was, I decided to go with the flow.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby also felt something deep
for Gavin, but she wouldn’t necessarily call it love…yet. She erroneously
thought she was in love before. All that turned out to be was yet another
attempt to please her father, who’d always been a strong Logan fan. That
was why she’d been able to leave him so easily and never look back. In fact,
she didn’t miss Logan one day, one hour, or even one minute of her college
career. Interestingly enough, she missed Gavin as soon as they parted ways this
morning. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“You’ve gotten quiet on me,
Red,” Gavin prompted after a full minute had passed. “Does that mean that
you’re trying to find a polite way to turn me down? Or are you seriously
considering my offer of marriage? To help make your decision easier, I think
you should know that I don’t expect you to love me back. If it eventually
happens, so be it, and I’ll be a happier man for it. However, I do expect you
to keep <i>making</i> love to me. After all, that’s what you would have done
anyhow had our relationship continued the normal way.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">He had her on that last part.
Ruby definitely would have continued to make love to Gavin from here to
eternity…without a marriage license. That’s how strong their attraction was.
That’s how much she enjoyed his body and all the things he could do with
it. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“First of all, let me just say
that you should have been a lawyer instead of a dentist/pilot because you’re
very convincing. Secondly, I accept your offer of marriage, which means you
need to be at my house by 3:30pm next Sunday. Bring a ring with you. It doesn’t
have to be fancy, but pretty enough to impress my mother and sisters. Bring
your best manners and words to impress my father,” Ruby replied. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin let out a long breath of
relief. He didn’t realize he’d been holding his breath all this time. It’s a
wonder he hadn’t passed out by now. “First and foremost, I’m <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">so</i> glad you consented, Red. I really
think we’re going to have a lot of fun together over the next year. Secondly, are
you still planning on having a raging toothache Friday morning?” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby laughed. “There’s no need
to now that we’re getting married and all.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin growled and rubbed his
free hand across his hardened desire. “Trust me, there <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">is</i> a need. Parts of me are aching now and we’ve only been apart for
a few hours.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Six hours, thirty-five
minutes and…” Ruby paused. “…eighteen seconds to be exact according to the
watch on my arm.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin chuckled. “I miss you
already, too, baby.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">For the rest of their call,
they forced themselves to focus on the nonsexual details of their pending
union. They also spent time learning more basic facts about each other’s
backgrounds. Things like their home addresses, full names of their closest relatives,
birthdates, birthplaces, favorite colors, clothing styles, and even favorite ice
cream flavors among a wide range of other things. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">They couldn’t appear too
unfamiliar with one another, lest her family suspect that their marriage was actually
one of convenience. They also agreed to tell everyone that they’d been secretly
dating for a month in case anyone asked how long they’d known each other. The
only people who would know any differently were Nancy and Peggy Lee, but of
course, they wouldn’t tell anyone. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">To make sure that didn’t
happen, Ruby headed over to Peggy Lee’s place two hours later. She called Nancy
and asked her to meet her there, too. Not only did she have to tell them how
her night had gone with Gavin, she had to share all the other things that occurred
since last seeing them.</span><br />
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Suprinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097147272286189832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7520026704500256360.post-21860680239471714232014-12-12T00:00:00.000-05:002014-12-12T00:00:07.696-05:00Country Gal Gone Wild - Chapter 15.1<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“What!” Ruby shouted.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin winced and pulled the
phone away from his right ear. He expected her to be shocked by his unexpected
marriage proposal. But not shocked to the point of shouting. “Can you bring it
down a notch, Red?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I don’t want to be tied down
and I definitely don’t want to be tamed,” she said, lowering her voice again.
“Logan wanted to tame me with marriage and you see where <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">that</i> got him. Plus I have a hard enough time trying to act docile
around my family during the week. Why do you think I go out and let my hair
down every weekend? If I didn’t have that outlet, I would probably go
crazy.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I would never think of trying
to tame you. I like you wild if you recall,” Gavin replied, referring to their
night together. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby moaned. “Yes, I do
remember. I’ve never felt freer in my life.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“That’s good to know, because
marriage to me would set you free in other ways. You would be free to pursue
your own dreams without upsetting your family,” Gavin advocated. “Our marriage would
be your ticket out of Blue-eyed Hollow before you got too old to do all the
things you want to do with your life. It would also enable us to continue a
relationship that neither one of us are ready to stop now.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“But there’s no love between
us. Are you sure you want to enter into a loveless union?” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin felt a prick of pain in
his heart to learn that Ruby hadn’t fallen in love with him just as fast as he
had her. However, he was determined to press forward. He would get her to love
him…soon. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“So what if our marriage
doesn’t start out with mutual love. We have so many other things in common to
pull it off. We both like sports, we both like steamy sex, and we both want you
to be free. Not necessarily in that order, of course.” He chuckled, laughing at
his own joke. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby laughed, too. “You make
it sound so simple. But is a marriage of convenience <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">ever</i> simple?” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Ours would be simple. To make
it even simpler for you, I’ll even include a pre-nup, so that all parties know
where they stand at all times. By our twelfth month together, you will have
phased yourself out of your father’s business without incurring his
disapproval, your sisters will have seen you with a steady man in your life
and possibly start trusting you around theirs again, and you will have started
your new career.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“So let me get this straight
in my head,” Ruby said. “If I marry you, I get to leave Blue-eyed Hollow <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">guilt-free</i> once I find a replacement at
the shop, I finally get my family off my back, <i>and</i> I get to have sex
with you for a <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">whole</i> year?” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Yes, yes, and most definitely
yes!” Gavin said excitedly. He was so close to winning her over to his plan. He
just knew it! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby chuckled. “The more you
talk, the more I like this idea. But tell me, Vinny. What do <i>you</i> get out
of all this?” She turned serious again. “I may have given you great sex, but
surely that’s not enough to stick your neck out so far for me. For all you
know, I may have infidelity issues and make the next twelve months of your life
a living hell.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Thought of that, too,” Gavin
replied, just as seriously. “That’s why the pre-nup will have instant
dissolution of the marriage if either of us proves unfaithful over the next
year.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Smart fella,” Ruby replied,
sounding impressed. “But you still haven’t told me what you’re getting out of
this deal.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Honest answer or an
emotionally safe one?” Gavin asked, ready to put himself on the line in another
way. What did he really have to lose? He risked losing her either way. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I want an honest answer,”
Ruby replied. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“If you marry me, I get to
spend the next year of my life with the woman I love.”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">(c) 2014 by Mi'Chelle Dodson/Suprina Frazier</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin let out a long breath.
“Wow, Red. You said a mouthful just then.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I know and it’s all true.
Every distressing bit of it.” She sniffed back tears. “You must think I’m a
tramp, too. After all, I slept with you on the first night and I barely knew anything
about you.” She knew a lot of things about him now. He even shared things about
his family over breakfast. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“If you are a tramp, then I
must be one, too,” Gavin replied. “Because I was right there in the trenches
with you, baby.” He lowered his voice and added, “And I enjoyed <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">every</i> <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">second</i> of our time together.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby felt heat surge through
her body at his sexy rumble. Her tears instantly dried. “I did, too, but that’s
beside the point now,” she replied, trying to stay focused. He was making it harder
to cut ties with him by bringing up their night together and by behaving so
nonjudgmental about her past. He acted as if nothing she’d shared had lessened
his desire for her one iota. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“On the contrary, that’s the <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">main</i> point as far as I’m concerned,”
Gavin replied. “But I’ll talk about that later. Right now, I want to talk about
this sex video you made it college. Was it with an old boyfriend?” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“No.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“An old girlfriend?” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“No! I’m wild, but I do have <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">some</i> boundaries,” Ruby replied vehemently.
</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Sorry for offending you with
that question, but this information is extremely important to the plan that I’m
forming in my mind.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“No need to apologize,” she
said, feeling instantly convicted. “After all, it’s not like I never questioned
<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">your</i> sexual preferences before.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“True.” Gavin chuckled. The
sound of his laughter helped lighten the mood if only for a little while.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“As for that video, I was
basically filmed having sex with myself. I was so drunk that night that I
barely remember much about the experience beyond taking off my clothes for the
camera. Although I do recall telling some spiked-haired jerk that I would not
be having sex with him under <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">any</i>
circumstances afterwards. I only remember that part because on my way off the
tour bus he refused to give me the t-shirt and hat that they promised me for my
little performance. When I woke up the next morning, some woman named Mandi had
dropped off a whole box of t-shirts outside my dorm room door and a copy of the
waiver form I’d signed. I knew then I’d done something crazy. My signature on
that waiver confirmed my foolishness.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">As the mood quickly darkened
again, Gavin balled his hands into fists at his sides. How many other young
college women had been preyed upon while they were intoxicated? How many had
signed similar waivers that protected the company making the video against
future lawsuits and not the women featured in the videos? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Yes, some of those girls were
still able to file and win lawsuits when they revealed that they were underage
with fake I.D.’s at the time of the filming. But what about the girls like Ruby
who were of legal age at the time and yet still didn’t know what they were
doing? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">However, those would not be
the questions Gavin asked Ruby when he spoke again. “How did your family learn
about the video?” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“My ex high school boyfriend
saw my half-naked image on a copy, bought it and showed it to my father.
Probably after he watched it himself, the sick and extremely boring jerk!” Ruby
scoffed. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Why would he do something
like that? To pay you back for breaking up with him?” Gavin wanted to break the
unknown man’s neck. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“That and the fact that I
turned down both of his marriage proposals. Logan paid me back all right. My
father had a heart attack right after seeing my face on the cover of that
video.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Gavin let out a rush of
expletives. Most were aimed at the sick man that would show a woman’s father
pornographic images of her out of revenge. A man that would try to destroy
everything that was dear to his ex-girlfriend never really loved her in the
first place. At least not unconditionally. Whoever this Logan guy was, was
the sorest of losers. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby smiled, despite her
distress. Gavin’s anger at the situation made her feel better somehow. “Because
of what Logan did, I ended up having to leave school a couple months shy of graduation.
I’ve been trying to make it up to my family ever since. Which is why I’m still
working in my father’s shop, still trapped in this town even though I’ve
tripled our company’s business since I got back and have enough money saved to
buy a first-class ticket to anywhere in the world,” she concluded, glad that
she’d shared her secrets with him even if they didn’t change the fact that they
couldn’t be together.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Or had they changed
everything? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">In the midst of his angry
tirade Gavin realized a few things. One, that no sex video and no lie told in
the heat of the moment would stop him from keeping Ruby in his life. Two, that
even if he wasn’t already in love with her, the fact that she could make him
howl like a coyote was enough to keep her around for a while if not at his side
forever. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">After taking a deep breath to
calm down, Gavin asked Ruby a very important question. “If you had the freedom
to leave Blue-eyed Hollow without a touch of guilt, what would you do with your
life?” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I’d explore a career in
film,” Ruby said without hesitation. “Not in <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">front</i> of the camera, mind you. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Behind</i>
it. Possibly even sign up for another documentary like the one I participated
in during college. That project was so fulfilling that I declared a double
major.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Did you ever complete your
degrees?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“My business degree, yes. My
degree in cinematography is still incomplete. That particular degree requires
me to go to an actual brick and mortar institution for certain classes. And
that just isn’t possible with my work schedule and family obligations.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I’d like to help you complete
your second degree <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">and</i> fulfill your
cinematography dream,” Gavin announced. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“How?” Ruby sat upright on the
bed. Intrigue made the fine hairs on the back of her neck stand up. Did this
have something to do with the plan he alluded to earlier? If so, how was he
going to bring that plan to pass? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“By marrying you for real,”
Gavin said resolutely.</span><br />
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Suprinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097147272286189832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7520026704500256360.post-89861982979183726102014-12-07T00:00:00.000-05:002014-12-07T00:00:02.970-05:00Country Gal Gone Wild - Chapter 14.1 <br />
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby decided to wait until
after supper to call Gavin. She wanted to make sure he was home. Plus, she
needed that extra time to build up the nerve to call it quits with him.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby sighed. Quit was the last
thing she wanted to do concerning Gavin. The man made her feel so good just
being in his presence. Not to forget how good he made her feel in the sex
department. Now she had to give all that goodness up.</span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">It’s
not fair!</span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;"> she lamented. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Closing and locking her
bedroom door, Ruby lay across her full-sized bed, took a deep breath, and then
called Gavin from her cell phone. She didn’t dare use the house phone. One of
her parents might pick up during her call, especially since there was a phone
in nearly every room. She couldn’t have that. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Incidentally, though her
parents owned cell phones as well, they insisted on keeping landlines in the
house. The Hudsons didn’t trust the stability of the towers in their area or
what they deemed to be a passing fad, despite the fact that cell phones had
shown great staying power for years.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Hey, Vinny, it’s Ruby,” she
said in a somber tone when he answered her call. Inwardly she was impressed
that he picked up at the end of the first ring. It showed his eagerness to talk
to her again. She seriously doubted if he would be so eager after this call.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Hi, Red,” Gavin replied. “What's wrong? You
sound down.” </span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Dang! The man knows me well enough to pick up on my moods already</span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">, Ruby
thought. She dreaded breaking up with him even more now. How many women had men
in their lives that paid that much attention to them? Very few. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Actually, I am feeling a
little down tonight,” Ruby replied. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Want to talk about it?”
</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I don’t want to, but I know I
<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">have</i> to seeing how it concerns you,
too.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“How so?” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby went on to explain how
that parking lot lie somehow got back to her father and what it was going to
mean for their new relationship. “Now not only is my family expecting me to get
married soon, my father expects you to properly ask for my hand in marriage
next Sunday after supper,” she concluded. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I see. I had no idea small
town gossip traveled so fast,” Gavin replied after hearing her out. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Yes, it does. And because it
does, I have to break things off with you right now before people start
actually planning our wedding.” Ruby frowned. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Why can’t we just tell your
family the truth?” Gavin sounded grieved. “Why can’t we just tell them that
we’re not getting married and are just really starting to date? I mean, why end
a perfectly good relationship over a simple misunderstanding?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Because they can’t handle the
truth. It would only raise more questions. Questions whose answers might send
my father into cardiac arrest again. Even the healthiest father might have a
heart attack after finding out that his baby girl had sex in the back seat of
her car with a virtual stranger? I’ve already given him one. I can’t…I can’t be
responsible for another,” Ruby said, almost choking on a sob at the end. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“This is the second time I’ve
heard you mention giving your father a heart attack. I know I haven’t known you
for very long, but I can’t imagine you causing anyone deliberate harm. In fact,
when we got caught the other night, all you could think about was your father.
You didn’t seem concerned about yourself at all.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby swallowed hard to wet her
suddenly dry throat. Should she tell him about the DVD? Should she tell him how
her recklessness almost resulted in her father’s death?</span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">I
might as well since I can’t be with him anymore anyway</span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">, she
decided, convinced that she had nothing to lose. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“You’re right, Vinny. You
haven’t known me for very long. You don’t know how I disappointed my parents
because their last chance to have a son turned out to me – another girl. How I
had to watch my father go out of his way to bond with a neighbor’s fatherless
son even though <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">I</i> was trying hard to
fill that void right here in our home. How no matter how much of a tomboy I
tried to be, no matter how many sports I played, I would never measure up
because I would never actually <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">be</i> a
boy. You don’t know that one of the reasons my older sisters can’t stand me is
because I’m so competitive. In fact, I made it my place to best them at every
household chore and even at cheerleading, even though I’m the least feminine of
the bunch.” Ruby stifled another rebellious sob. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Oh, baby. I’m so sorry,”
Gavin said in a comforting tone. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“No, let me finish,” Ruby
said, wanting or rather needing to get everything out in the open now. “You
also don’t know how I shamed my parents by going off to college with their
hard-earned money only to end up in some cheap sex video. How because of that
video finding its way back to my hometown, men around here think I’m a tramp
and my own sisters don’t trust me around their husbands anymore.”</span><br />
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Suprinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097147272286189832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7520026704500256360.post-63194366226324615262014-12-06T00:30:00.000-05:002014-12-06T00:30:01.568-05:00Country Gal Gone Wild - Chapter 13.2<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby couldn’t stop thinking
about Gavin. His smile, his laughter, his body, and all the sensual things he
did to her body. She couldn’t stop smiling as she remembered their fantastic night
together followed by an equally fantastic morning. And she would never forget all
the wonderful things he said to her over the last twenty-four hours. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">During their last hour together,
Gavin had declared sweet somethings like… </span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“You
sure know how to make a man feel wanted.” </span></i></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“You
make me want to go wild.” </span></i></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Your
body is made for loving. It needs to be appreciated for the work of art that it
is.”</span></i></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“You need
a man that knows when to stroke you slow and when to stroke you fast.”</span></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">In response, Ruby had said…</span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I’ve
never wanted a man as much as I do you.” </span></i></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I
like it wild, so let’s get wild together.”</span></i></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“My
body is yours for the taking today, so have your way with it.”</span></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Those words had been enough to
make Gavin go ballistic with passion. He began to stroke her hard and fast as
she held on to the sofa near the breakfast cart. Even now she could recall the
loud slapping sounds that his strong thighs made every time they connected with
her bottom. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby couldn’t resist
responding in kind. No other man made her want to abandon every pretense and
just let who she really was inside out, not for the whole world to see…but for
Gavin’s eyes only. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Just then, Ruby heard tires
screeching outside the shop. She immediately recognized the sound of her
father’s vintage pick-up truck by the purring of the engine alone. When she
heard the door slam shut a few seconds later, she knew she had roughly two
minutes to slip into the submissive daughter role again. Thankfully she had all
of the necessary reports completed, despite her distracting memories. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Why didn’t you tell us ‘bout
you and that new dentist in town?” Papa Hudson raged as he came barging into
her office. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Ruby’s eyes widened and then
narrowed. She needn’t ask how he knew about her and Gavin. Toby had always been
a gossiper. But exactly <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">who</i> had he
told her business to? And exactly how <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">much</i>
did he tell to them? <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“What do you want to know,
Papa? And where’s Mama?” Ruby asked, proceeding with caution. She didn’t want
to upset him any more than he already was. She constantly thought about his
health and her impact on it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I took her home after church
so she could start supper. Now back to the subject at hand. How long have you
known this fella? And when was you gonna get around to telling <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">us</i> about him popping the question?” Papa
Hudson came closer to the desk and folded his arms across his chest. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Gavin and I haven’t known
each other very long. But our feelings still run just as deep,” Ruby replied,
being as truthful and as vague as she could be about that first question. She
and Gavin did have a deep connection. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Now here comes the dreaded
lie. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“As for why I didn’t tell you,
I was waiting until he got back to town so we could tell everybody together,”
Ruby continued, smoothly sliding further into character the way her first drama
teacher taught her to. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Papa Hudson’s eyes narrowed as
he scanned her face for the truth. Sometimes Ruby could hide her feelings so
well, only allowing what she wanted to be seen in those violet-blue eyes of
hers. Other times her eyes told it all. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Finding nothing offensive in
her eyes or her countenance, Papa Hudson blew out the frustrated breath he’d
been holding. “Tell your fella I want to see him for supper <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">next</i> Sunday and to be prepared to ask
for your hand in marriage the <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">right</i>
way.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Yes, Papa,” Ruby replied submissively.
“While you’re here, do you want this week’s reports?” She pointed to a stack of
papers on her desk.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Yeah, I might as well get
them,” Papa Hudson said, receiving the stack she handed him. Then he turned to
leave just as abruptly as he’d come. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">When her father left the shop
a few minutes later, Ruby put her head in her hands and took several deep
breaths. It hadn’t been a full twenty-four hours yet and already that marriage
lie had gotten out of hand. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">What
am I going to do?</span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;"> Ruby lamented. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">She didn’t want to marry
anybody, even if the proposal had been real. Nor did she want to break things
off with Gavin just yet. But that was exactly what she had to do. How else
could she explain why there wasn’t going to be a wedding after all? <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Why do
I always have to give up what I want?</span></i><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;"> Ruby mused in frustration,
recalling that cinematography dream she had to abandon when her father took
ill. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">As she continued to ponder her
misfortunes, silent tears rolled down her cheeks, wetting the remaining documents
on her desk.</span><br />
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