BEAU

I walk back into the barn wondering how in the hell the place can feel so lonely already when Ella just left a few minutes ago. I’d very nearly crossed the line with her when we were brushing Pierre. I can’t let that happen. I’m going to have to watch myself around her. She’s just so damn beautiful. Of course I’d noticed her as soon as they’d moved in. How could I not with her perfect tight little body, dark hair, and piercing blue eyes? I’d managed to keep distance between us, though. But now she’s 18, graduated, and my new farmhand.

How in the hell someone could manage...