“I’m sorry! “My best friend just almost never has anyone over.”
Could I call her that? Beeg I just need a few seconds.”
Gabriella glanced behind us at the mailbox, just a dozen feet away from where we’d abruptly stopped, before responding. I proceeded to walk over to the deer to grab a leg, avoiding the guy’s gaze entirely. I decided to ask, echoing my thoughts. Granted, the guy wasn’t massive by any means, being about average size, but he didn’t look weak either. Fuck! I could tell you were interested, at least interested in me physically. “Damn that’s hot.”
“Oh,” I said, quickly adjusting the temperature, while noticing in the corner of my eye that Gabriella was failing to hide her concern.














