Lily and the Mountain Man

A tough cinnamon roll hero goes all soft and gooey for his pretty flower.

It was a day like any other. Another call, another tow.
Until my eyes landed on the sweet and curvy Lily. In an instant, I knew she was all mine.
Her soft feminine looks and her pretty floral dresses weren’t a match for my greasy overalls and rough calloused hands.
But when I drove her home, I knew there was no way I could let her go.
As the weather warmed and the spring flowers bloomed, so did our love.
She was my Lily girl.
Forever.