…"I'm glad you came in. I mean ... it's nice to see you." Jeanie's face flushed, and he wanted to tuck the escaped hairs behind her ear, to brush his fingers against her soft skin again, to hear the little intake of breath she'd made when he'd done it.
"Nice to see you, too." The understatement of the year. Seeing her was far more complicated than "nice" could ever communicate. He simultaneously wanted to jump the counter and give her the kiss he didn't get a chance to two nights ago and run the hell out of there and never look back.
Instead, he stood awkwardly in front of her hoping she'd chatter on about something so he could stay here looking at her for just a few more minutes.
Lucky for him, Jeanie always had something to chat about…
…As much as Jeanie had been cool with their little arrangement in the beginning. She wasn't anymore. And now Logan had to decide if it was worth taking this thing public.
Was it worth failing, again, in front of everyone?
Was Jeanie worth it?
So, he was shoveling goat excrement to punish himself and to clear his mind. Who needed meditation when there was poop to clea
Noah sauntered up to the pen and leaned against the fence, his forearms propped on the top of it while the Bobs nibbled at his shirt sleeves
"Hey, aren't you the big boss man now? Your nana still making you clean out the animal pens?"
"The animals aren't technically part of the farm," Logan said with a grunt, shoveling some fresh hay into the pen
"Right. I forgot these are your babies.”…
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