Live girls chat he got out, I noted a typical cowboy: black hat, plaid Western shirt, dark blue Wranglers.
As I live in Colorado, this is not an unusual sight. Hell, during the summer, when I work as a trail guide, even I dress the part. I'm in thousands of live girls chat japan photo albums, the token cowgirl, when really I wouldn't know a Hereford from an Angus if one came up and bit me.
"Rebecca?" he asked warmly, extending his hand. "I'm Kurt Peterson."
Oh, my god! I caught my breath and smiled. His hand was large and soft. He held mine for just the right amount of time and let it go with a tiny squeeze. Why didn't Christina tell me he was hot?!
I pushed a stray piece of hair behind my ear, and wished I had grabbed something nicer than the ratty xbox live chat sweatshirt I was wearing.
Kurt was tall, well over six foot. He had dark eyes, Tom Cruise brows, and a long oval face that was perfectly tanned even though we were just beginning April.
"Pleased to meet you," he said genuinely and my heart flopped.
"Hi" was all I could reply, "This is Laney." I hid behind my horse, feeling a tingling blush spread across my face.
He extended that sensuous hand to my mare's neck, "Nice looking horse" he commented after scanning her quickly.
"Thanks," I smiled, a proud horse mama, "She's my pride and joy."
"You want to bring her over here?" he turned away, "I've got to unload some stuff."
Oh yum, I swallowed, a dry empty taste in my mouth as I watched his perfect ass, accentuated by the not too tight, not too loose jeans. live naked chat dated cowboys before, but never seriously. I spend a lot more time watching them fawn over Christina in the country clubs; she's got the pocket-less jeans and the lacey camisole tops.
How dare she fail to mention that Kurt was a hunk? No wonder she'd been so complimentary of his skills. I strained to see if he was wearing a wedding ring.
He opened the truck's tailgate and started organizing tools. I just watched him work, tingly giddy feelings drifting up between my legs and swirling live girls chat in my chest.
"So, are you new around here?" He asked hanging up his hat in the truck's cab.
Hmmm, salt and pepper hair, real short, almost shaved in the back. I wanted to touch it. He turned, and caught me looking.
"Oh no," I said quickly, "As a babe I came camping with my parents. I fell in love with a trail live girls chat horse in Rocky Mountain and decided it was the ideal summer job."
His eye contact was breathtaking. |
