Shane and I swam for another ten minutes before deciding to head inside. I sweetly kissed his cheek and then ran off, dashing for my room. Once I safely locked my door, I went to shower and wash the pool water out of my hair. The hot water felt good on my tired muscles, but all too soon the hot water ran out and I was forced out of my oasis. I jumped out and grabbed my towel, wrapping it tightly around me. I made my way towards my closet to find some leggings and a hoodie. I pulled on some underwear and a sports bra, and then quickly put on my leggings and Denver Broncos hoodie. My feet are freezing, I subconsciously realized, so I added fuzzy slipper boots to my choice of loungewear.
I opened my door back up and made my way downstairs to the kitchen. Mom and Dad would be out this evening so dinner was up to me, if I let Liam cook we wouldn't have a house. I began to rummage through the freezer, searching for hamburger meat. I found what I was looking for and set the meat on the counter to thaw. I turned to the pantry to look for a box of spaghetti noodles and a jar of sauce. I began to absentmindedly cook dinner. My thoughts were running rampant, remembering what had happened in the pool less than an hour ago.I felt those warm arms wrap around my waist and my stubborn ass leaned his head on my shoulder. I grinned and turned my head to the side, meeting those gorgeous blue eyes and a devilish smirk. I rolled my eyes and turned back to the now boiling spaghetti noodles, stirring them a final time before breaking away from Shane's grip to grab the strainer to drain the water from the noodles. He went to sit at the island, and I could feel his gaze on me. I finished up with the food, grabbing two plates and filling them up. I brought them both to the island and plopped myself on to one of the bar stools next to Shane, passing a plate in his direction.
We ate in silence for some time, just enjoying each other's presence. I finished off my food and put it in the sink, and then stood in front of Shane on the other side of the island. He pushed his plate towards me and gave me that obnoxious smirk. I knew what the ass wanted me to do. "You're so damn sexist, Shane!" And with that I grabbed the plate, throwing it in the sink and began to huff my way out of the kitchen. Shane followed me, laughing. Of course. I grabbed my boots and headed out the door. Once outside, he grabbed my hand, weaving his rough fingers through mine. He took the lead and led me towards the barn.
We walked through the barn door, and I then dropped his grip and headed towards Yankee. He instantly stuck his head out of his stall and nickered to me. I cooed at him and rubbed his neck. His strong muscles were flickering under my hand and once again I was amazed by the power and beauty of horses, specifically my Yankee. I turned to see Shane petting Indie. He must have been in deep thought because he didn't notice me walking up to him. I poked his rock hard abdomen, feeling him tense up in shock. I giggled and he grinned down at my tiny figure."When are we gonna go on that date, Princess?" he easily drawled out. I shook my head and shrugged. He smiled as if something had just clicked in his pea-sized, stubborn man brain. He excitedly whispered, "How about right now?" I freely laughed and replied, "Now? It's kinda getting late, isn't it?" And it was true, the night was dark already, the pretty countryside stars peeking out around the mountains. He chuckled and said, "Nope, not for what were going to do."
And with that he grabbed my hand and yanked me towards the detached garage on the other side of the barn. He grabbed a warm looking blanket and pulled his truck keys out of nowhere. He jerked his head to his truck in a "follow me" sort of way and I gladly did, curious as to what he was up to. He unlocked the truck and scooped me up into the passenger seat, throwing the blanket in my lap. He quickly ran around to his side and got in, starting up the engine and pulling down the long driveway. He made a right at the end of the drive and my excitement spiked when I realized we were headed towards the mountains.
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That Handsome Country Boy
RomanceVictoria Maxwell is your average teenage girl. She loves clothes, drama movies, a good book, and her horse Yankee. And like any other girl, there's that one boy who drives her mad. Shane Holloway is a typical country boy and he's been in love with V...