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"So, Alice and Abu had you dig the hole to help the Harts out?"
I laugh, hitting the end button before the timer counts down. "Hell no! They thought it was great that Mable got hit with a ticket for a hole she didn't dig."
"But why?" Terra watches me open the popcorn bag carefully to avoid the steam before I dump it in a bowl. "Why are you helping them at all? Can't you get in trouble for it?"
"Is my little rebel worried about my reputation?"
Terra snorts. "No!"
But there's worry in her face still.
"You worried about my job?"
To that, I get a vague half shoulder shrug.
"Pretty sure stealing the goats was an actual crime," she mutters.
"I fucked up when I first took over the post up here. The night Ginger and Current opened up the Brick & Porter, Vera and Mable had been drinking pretty heavily and I offered to take them both home. Current tried to warn me but I thought they were just sweet old ladies."
"Joke's on you," Tee scoffs, following me up the stairs.
"I spent the next day helping Alice swap out the flat tire on her Jeep when I realized Mable must have dumped those nails in the driveway when she was 'just dropping something off for her friend.'"
It's not until we get upstairs that I realize what I'm doing, leading Terra to my bedroom.
"We can watch the movie in the den if you'd rather." I clear my throat, aware that this might look like I'm expecting something more than a movie.
Terra's gaze sweeps around my bedroom. It's a big master suite, but there's nowhere to sit and watch TV other than the king size bed.
She rolls her eyes at me and heads straight for my bed, kicking off her shoes before crawling up and settling on one side.
I'm glad I threw on the t-shirt when I got out of the shower. I didn't bother with boxer briefs under the sweats and I've been half hard since she showed up on my doorstep. Seeing her making herself comfortable on my bed has my dick rising to full attention, so hopefully, the shirt's long enough to hide it.
"Then what happened?" She ignores the bowl of popcorn I'm careful to set between us, but she's picked up the handcuffs that I dropped on the nightstand when I got home.
"I made the mistake of telling Alice that I'd brought Mable and Vera by the night before. I hadn’t put two and two together yet, I just wanted to make sure Alice found whatever it was that Mable had left for her. Next thing I knew, Alice and your grandmother were calling me for a'favor.'"
Terra laughs softly, but her eyes are fixed on the silver cuffs as she spins one through the one-way catch over and over. The clicking noise it makes has my balls tightening with the memory of the last time I used them.
"Doing a favor for those two is like doing a favor for the mafia," she says.
"So, you understand how I became indentured in the local crime syndicate."
It looks like Terra's satisfied with my confession because she doesn't ask any more questions. The TV is still paused on the other side of the room and I reach for the remote to start the movie when she moves the bowl from between us and sets it on the nightstand where she found the cuffs.
My hand freezes, holding off pushing the play button while I watch her.
She's fucking gorgeous. She's turned toward me, sitting on her knees in the middle of my bed, still fascinated with the cuffs.
There's a flush in her skin that tells me I'm not the only one who's never going to look at those things the same again.
Her black hair falls in a silky curtain down her back, one thick tendril having found its way over her shoulder where it drapes down and hangs off the tip of one ripe breast.
She's wearing a red sweater today. It's got a scooped neckline and a cropped hem that hangs shy of the bow tied in her drawstring pants. Cute ones that hug her curves but hang loose from her thick thighs, with over-sized square pockets sewn on the outside and more drawstrings that gather the cuffs at her ankles.
She looks like a present waiting to be unwrapped.
"What are you thinking, Rebel?"
