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360 pages, Kindle Edition
First published July 1, 2013
"Why can't you just let me go?" …
"I can't let you go because you're mine."
"I doubted at this point that I'd be able to string a coherent sentence together. His beauty combined with his slow-talking cowboy sexiness had completely robbed me of any intelligence."
My eyes widened... Sweet Jesus, he's hung. That's some kind of magic, the way he somehow fits that thing into those pants." ...
"No underwear," I said, still staring...
I couldn't think of anything else to say, save, 'My god, you have a huge cock'... but that didn't seem like the smoothest of moves, so I stuck with the basics.
"Says here in my system you married a man by the name of ... Gavin MacKenzie, on April tenth, two thousand and eleven... That name ring any bells? Gavin MacKenzie? What's that? Scottish?... Ma'am? Are you still there?"
What are the chances that I've stepped right off the plane into a pile of horse shit?
My first goal was to work up enough nerve to ask some of the most ridiculous questions I'd ever asked in my life. Here's how I pictured that conversation going:
Me: Do you know Gavin MacKenzie?
Country person: Who's askin'?
Me: His wife.
Country person: - vacant look - crickets -
"With every thrust, he gave me his response, "You. Are. My. Wife." The last word came out as a growl."
"Sexy. Handsome. Smart. Sexy. Magnetizing. Compelling. Muscles. Good family. Confident. Polite. Sexy."
"I don't believe in divorce."
"I really need you to sign those papers."
"No." ...
"You don't love me, Mack."
"How do you know who I love and who I don't love?"
"It's not a second chance, Mack. It can't be."
He sat up next to me and pulled me to his side with his arm across my shoulders.
Touching his head to mine he spoke in a low voice.
"Yes, it can. We're still married. Why can't we just take a shot at making it work like a real marriage?" …
"We're going to have sex again, aren't we?"
"He gave me a wicked smile. "Hell yes, we are."
And then he lowered me to the ground."
Life plan, the document that laid out the route that would lead me to my goals: independence, safety, and financial success.
‘Oh my pink granny panties, did he actually just send this to you in a text? What a total douchbag McGee.’
“Wow. Talk about getting lucky. The blackjack table was nothing compared to this.”
I really liked this cowboy. Mack. But I didn’t know a single thing about him other than the fact he doesn’t wear underwear and he’s got a big cock-a-doodle doo that he definitely knows how to use. Yee haw.
I can’t let you go because you’re mine. And because I can’t stand to see you sad. I’m going to fix that.
Sometimes, we just have to go where the wind takes us and see where we end up.
Luceo non uro means I shine, not burn. To me, though, it means that I have a choice. I need to balance the bad with the good, make sure to avoid the things that could burn or scar me but get close enough to the heat that I feel life and really experience it.
"They say what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, but sometimes the trouble follows you home."
"Luceo non uro means I shine, not burn. To me, though, it means that I have a choice. I need to balance the bad with the good, make sure to avoid the things that could burn or scar me but get close enough to the heat that I feel life and really experience it. Until I met you, I'd never really embraced that idea. I walked around my life just being there, but not really feeling it or being actively involved in making it worthwhile. Then there was you, and suddenly it all made sense. I grabbed onto what Fortune was offering me that night ..."
Jeans, dress shirt, cowboy hat, five o’clock shodow beard, muscles visible just below his rolled up cuffs, bronzed like he spent most of the day outside.
”Uhhh … yeah. Are you okay?” I looked down at his crotch. “Did you take care of yourself in the bathroom okay?”
I really liked this cowboy. Mack. But I didn't know a single thing about him other than the fact that he doesn't wear underwear and he's got a big cock-a-doodle doo that he definitely knows how to use. Yee haw.”
“Life's too short to settle for second best”
”Don’t you have cows to de-testicle?”
”The body of a real honest-to-God woman.”
I guess there’s a benefit to dating a bunch of selfish losers … it sure teaches a girl how to give a good blowjob.
"… right now I want do two things with you but I can’t decide which one to do first."
"What? Anal sex?"
He laughed loud and long.
Sexy. Handsome. Smart. Sexy. Magnetizing. Compelling. Muscles. Good family. Confident. Polite. Sexy
“Come on, wife. Come take a little ride with me. Let me show you all the things you'll be missing when you go back East and leave me here with a broken heart.”
“I really liked this cowboy. Mack. But I didn't know a single thing about him other than the fact that he doesn't wear underwear and he's got a big cock-a-doodle doo that he definitely knows how to use. Yee-haw.”
“They say what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, but sometimes the trouble follows you home. Know what I mean?”
“Love is what it is, and love does what it does to survive. It’s an instinct.”
'Yo, Party Girl! We. Need. You. Be at the airport tomorrow ...Don't let us down. And remember, you have permission to have fun and forget about your bullsh*t boyfriend PUKE because what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.'
"Just be careful. They say what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, but sometimes the trouble follows you home."
"To me, though, it means that I have a choice. I need to balance the bad with the good, make sure to avoid the things that could burn or scar me but get close enough to the heart that I feel life and really experience it."
"Just be careful. They say what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, but sometimes the trouble follows you home.",/b>
"I said do you want to play craps, not I have to go take a crap.
"Ready to grab the world by the balls and make it beg for mercy. Rawr"
"Soft Hand"
"Thank you. I use hand cream to keep them moisturized"
"Not your hand, the card"
"You need to split"
"Okay"
"What are you doing? Take your seat."
"But you told me to take off"
"No, missy, I told you to split, not take off
"Do you want me to hit you?"
"NO, I don't want you to hit me. Do you want me to hit YOU?"
"He wants to know if you want antoher card. Thats a hit"
"Oh. Sorry about that. I apologize for threatening you. Yes please, I'd like a card for both of them."
"I didn't mind being ma'amed. He could ma'am me all night if he wanted to."
"Sweet jesus, he's hung. Thats some kind of magic. The way he somehow fits that thing into those pants."
"I couldnt think of anything else to say, save My god, you have a huge cock "
"What are the chances that I've stepped right off the plane into a pile of horse shit?"
"This family was like a drug I could easily get addicted to"
"I was like a dog getting distracted by a small animal runnig by. Squirrel!!!! Find ass!!!"
"You have nothing to be embarrassed about. It ws the best night of my life and not just because you kept calling me King Dong."