Sacramento Dirtier by Susan Ward

Sacramento Dirtier by Susan Ward

Author:Susan Ward
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2016-10-05T07:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER NINE

The Beer Summit: Colin

The ranch looked nothing like it did when I was a boy. My father, a simple man, had died nearly penniless leaving me a home I was in love/hate with. The mortgage, back taxes, including the cost just to inherit the property, should have motivated me to let it go. But I couldn’t. I did every picture, good or bad, ruining my career, just to keep it. Then I pumped every dime I had into making it something Colin Rand luxurious.

The main house was remodeled into a four-thousand-foot rustic showplace. The acres I leased out to help pay for the damn upkeep of the ranch were now vineyards instead of cattle in every direction. The old trailer where my father’s two workers had lived was hauled off to a wrecking yard, and on the vacant space it left I built a quaint cottage for my guests when they visited me here.

It was the cottage I preferred to fuck in when I stayed at the ranch, though I’d never really thought about that before this day. There was a lot more to that story, but we’ll get to that later.

On this hot August day sitting on the front porch in a rocker alone waiting for Miles to join me at our budget beer summit, I refused to let my thoughts drift from him back to the boy raised by a simple man.

I checked my watch. Fuck, where was Miles? He was late, dragging this out with me after having finally agreed to talking mano a mano. Yes, to resolve the budget crisis, but we both knew that topic wouldn’t be front and center. Not for me.

The more important crisis—Colin without Miles—was my priority. I had to fix it now that I had the chance to. I couldn’t go on another day how it had been the two months of him as my enemy—hearing my name only from his mouth in angry campaign rhetoric and seeing him most often on TV instead of real life.

Rock. Rock. Rock. And for once, there on the porch, I wasn’t a rock in my pants over my anticipation and thoughts of Miles. I was scared shitless and had every right to be. I couldn’t shut out the memory of our last time together. That horrid mistake at the Governor’s Mansion the night before my birthday that sent me and Miles in one direction, and me and Abby in another.

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Miles & Colin Scene Seven

I was through with heartache, angst in my cock, and being alone on my patio within an hour of Miles telling me he was through.

I still wanted Miles, but more importantly, I wanted to fuck him from my mind and for that I needed bodies. My hand just couldn’t get me there.

Bernie Mac again. “Man is a sexual being. You can’t do shit about that.” And later on in that quote, he said, “You wouldn’t want to.”

Fucking-A, right? Not being a man and going without tending to the needs of my dick because of some misguided fantasy of Miles had made me a fool, heartbroken and miserable.



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