I write about love, but I’ve never experienced it. Sure, I’ve been with guys that I cared about. Even thought I found ‘the one’. He turned out to be the frog and not the prince.
A few Frank Sinatra songs and a wildly handsome cowboy who calls me Darlin’, will have me second guessing everything I ever thought I knew about love.
Does happily ever after really exist…or is it only something I write about in books?
Love Profound is book two in the Cowboys and Angels series.
“Don’t say that.” He covered his ears.
I rolled my eyes. “Sit back down, and don’t put a hit on Rodney. He’s a nice guy. I tried hitting on him once, did my best moves and he turned me down flat. Said he valued his life over his dick.” This time Mitchell’s body relaxed and he let out a chuckle.
“You realize you almost had me killing one of my closest friends, Amelia?”
Shrugging, I replied, “You do know I have had sex before and with some people you know.”
He shuddered. “Why are we having this conversation?”
“You brought it up!”
“No I didn’t. I simply said I was on vacation you brought up having sex!” My father walked into the kitchen and stopped.
“Who is having S. E. X?”
“That spells sex,” Chloe called out as she ran by all of us and headed into the game room.
“Lord almighty, that child is a good speller.” Mom said.
“Back to my original question, who is having S. E … oh hell. Sex?”
“Mitchell.” I said a little too quickly. He shot his head over and glared at me.
“I hope your wearing a C.O.N—” Standing, he held up his hands. “Mom, please.” Hiding my smile behind my hands, I tried not to laugh when Mitchell shot me the finger when my parent’s weren’t looking.
“Don’t mom please me young man. Practicing safe … festivities … is never anything to shy away from.”
My hands dropped to my lap as I stared at my mother. “Festivities?” Mitchell and I said at once. “Little ears around. Little ears,” mom said with a wink and smile. “Amelia, the same goes for you.”
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