Everyone loves her, but not as much as me.
The happy couple and their little boy beam up at her adoringly. “Thank you, Sadie,” the dad coos. “You just saved Christmas.”
She grins back at them. “Well, now, you’re very welcome. And we’d love a review on the website if you get time over the holidays.”
She’s also now in charge of our social media and marketing. Her focus in the off season will be putting packages together for the warmer months. To say Sadie is revolutionizing the place isan understatement, and the family is in complete agreement. It was never my sister’s dream to run the farm or the lodge, her real passion is becoming a vet, so Sadie will step up to fill her shoes when she goes back to finish school next year. My girl isn’t going back to New York City.
It’s a decision she made all on her own, but I know it’s the right one. We belong together. She even moved out of the house over the holidays so we could ‘date’ properly. Moving in with her straight away is fine with me, I want to be with her 24/7. But I’m also willing to wait until she’s ready.
After the confrontation with Duncan fucking Stanley, I feel much better about things. We never speak of that asswipe anymore.
To think he’d even show his miserable face around here, and then I find out he’s my girl’s ex boyfriend? No surprise he cheated on her, too, that’s what he does, the sneaky fuck.
George sure looked the other way that night, as all best friends who are also cops do, while I sent him packing. The twist of fate is one I’ll never understand, but maybe that fate somehow brought me and Sadie closer together.
I love her. Hook, line and sinker, I’m hers.
As the family takes off back to the car, I head her way. She waves at me as I approach.
“Well, hello handsome.”
I grin, bending to kiss her chastely as I thumb behind me. “Hello, yourself.”
“Did you come all the way out here to watch me dig up one of your precious babies?”
“No, because you’d never use the words ‘dig up’ when you really mean transplant.”
“We’re getting all technical now, are we,Boss?” She smiles and waves as the family drives off while we prepare their tree.
“I bet they don’t know what your real talents are,” I mutter, brushing her hair back off her face. “I’m dyin’ to recreate that first night in the stables again.”
“Z, we’re at work!” She swats at me, but it’s half-hearted. “Nobody’s around.”
“We’ll freeze out here.”
Zeus made a full recovery after that night we slept in the stables. His medicine kicked in, and he came back strong after plenty of rest. You’d never think anything had been wrong with him now.
I nod to the little shed that houses some spare equipment. “Snow’s fallin’ sweetheart, we either take shelter, or we take shelter and fuck.”
“Z!”
I nuzzle into her neck. “I guess we better not keep that family waitin’. Aren’t they heading back to the office?”
She pulls me back by the lapels of my jacket, it’s something I’ve grown to love about her. I could write a book on all the things, but nobody’s got time for that.
“No, they’re coming back in a few hours, they had to go make some of the shops before they close tonight.”
“Let me guess, you told them all about Butterfingers?”
“Amongst other things, yes.”
“Such a do-gooder.”
“Not all the time.” Her hand reaches down between us and palms my dick through my pants.
I grunt, taking the shovel from her hands. “You’re askin’ for trouble,Manhattan.”
“I think we need to take shelter,” she purrs, squeezing my cock.
