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Bad Timing

Bad Timing

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Jun 16, 2013
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Dust in the Wind.... Like.... The Kansas song. Like classic rock Kansas. The addition of the Impala's roar and the jokes from the green eyed, pretty faced, freckle covered hunter and the chuckles but eye rolls from the tall, long haired, baby faced, dimple cheek hunter-brother was my new life. I was Ash's niece and picked up the hunting life after I heard about his death. These are my newly found brothers.
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(Excerpt) I looked up into his gorgeous, honey-colored eyes and felt my heart begin to thrum with the love that was trying to over take me. His eyes were piercing and seemed to hold some unknown emotion that he was having a hard time controlling. The wind whispered against my bare legs and shoulders and I instantly regretted the tank top, blue jean shorts, and cowboy boots. I shivered unconsciously and he looked at me with concerned eyes. Without speaking, he slipped off his plaid button-up shirt and slipped it onto my shoulders. My cheeks instantly flushed a bright red. “How do you do it?” he asked me in wonder. “Do what?” I asked, confused. “Steal away my attention even with this captivating view surrounding me,” he frowned. My cheeks flushed even redder, “You are so cheesy and romantic, you know it? You’re like my own personal redneck Romeo.” “If I’m a redneck Romeo, then you are definitely my tan-legged Juliet,” he smirked and I knew that I was done for.

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