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My hands were tremblin’ like I couldn’t believe, and I was breathing hard and fast, and I couldn’t make heads or tails of what he was talkin’ about.
He offered up his silver cigarette case, a lone smoke pokin’ out towards me in offerin’. “Go ahead, it’ll help you relax as we sort this lil’ mess out between you and I.”
I had anger boilin’ in me, but there was somethin’ about that man, and I had no idea what it was, but it made me feel a lil’ calmer. As cold and impersonal as he looked, so tall and well-dressed, with his finely groomed appearance, I got the feelin’ from him that he was a safe man to have as a friend. Or whatever you could get close to bein’ a friend.
So I took the smoke, and I held it to my lips as he lit it with his fancy lighter.
I was still in shock, but he was right. It made it a little easier. And it weren’t like it was his fault, what was happenin’. He couldn’t have known any better than I did.
“I just don’t understand. My family’s had this farm since long ‘fore I was born...”
“I guess one of your grandparents must’ve mortgaged the place out way back, and it got lost in the mix,” he said, taking a slow drag upon his cigarette, one hand tucked into his pocket as he looked around. “I don’t want to take your farm from you though. But I have a rule that’s served me well in business: never give something away for free that you could cash in on.” He looked me over again, nice an’ slow.
I crinkled my nose.
“I only make enough to just keep afloat,” I admitted in a soft voice between the puffs of the cigarette. Everythin’ was racin’ through my head, that fear and anxiety windin’ me up tight, but that calm way he was lookin’ at me made me feel it mightn’t be all bad news. At least, I hoped...
“You’re a very beautiful woman,” he said so calmly, reaching his hand out of his pocket and up to lightly brush his fingers over my ponytail. “You live out here by yourself? No man in your life?” he asked, smoking so casually as he leaned back against his shiny black car.
I could see clear as day that beneath his white pressed shirt, he was a man who take care of himself. His fitted clothing didn’t do much to hide the bulk of muscle beneath the surface.
It surprised me, what with him bein’ a businessman or accountant or somethin’. Most of them were scrawny as anythin’. At least around where I grew up.
And really, that little touch, his softer words, they relaxed me. Did a world of wonder, really, and I nodded my head. “Just me, Mister,” I said. My green eyes found his, takin’ him in a new, calmer light.
His full lips spread ever so slightly into a soft smile, and he reached up, cuppin’ my chin in his large hand. He had a way about him, some sorta commandin’ authority that made him seem so in charge, and it was comfortin’ as well as unsettlin’.
“I bet you always were the kind of gal that wanted to be a mother though, weren’t you?” he asked in his low voice, strokin’ his thumb along my smooth cheek so tenderly.
“Well, sure, Mister. Every little girl grows up wantin’ to be a mom,” I said with a little roll of my eyes and a twitch of my lips. “I just ain’t found anyone wantin’ the same. Most the menfolk are movin’ into the city for work and such.”
He brushed the backs of his long fingers over my jawline, back to my ear as he smiled at me all admiringly.
“I promised my mom before she passed away I’d find a nice, respectable woman, and make some lovely kids with her. Down to earth little brats,” he remarked before taking a tug on his cigarette then exhaling a grey cloud. “Tell me, Annie — if I may call you Annie — are you on the pill?”
My nose crinkled again. I didn’t figure that was a question I’d ever be asked, ‘specially not by someone I just met.
But I shook my head no, my brows knit above my narrowed eyes. Sounded more like a business proposal than... than what? A regular proposal?
He took his time, casually takin’ a drag on his cigarette before tossin’ it in the dirt and grindin’ it out with the toe of his shoe.
“Tell you what, Annie. How about you and me make our dreams come true, huh? And then this place is yours forevermore, and I make sure you’re set up to last another ten generations out here.” He reached to the side, pulled open the door to the back seat of his car, the luxurious interior on display, “What do you say, beautiful?”
My stomach was tied into knots as I looked at him, and there was a little tremor as I dropped my cigarette.
“I don’t understand, Mister. You... you just wanna knock me up and then keep me here?”
He gave a shrug of his broad shoulders and reached up, undoing his tie, then taking off his blazer. He undid the first few buttons of his shirt and I could see a glimpse of the hard body beneath, peppered with some of his dark hairs.
“You’re a beautiful girl, Annie,” he said in a deep, gravelly husk that was edged with somethin’ more than business. “If you’ve got the guts for it, I might do more than just that. Maybe I’ll take you with me. Fly you around the world with me, and fuck you in every continent on earth. That is,” he said, leaning down in towards me closely, licking his full lips. “If you’ve got the stomach for adventure.”
I’m sure my eyes were wider than anything as I watched him, my breathing gettin’ fast even though I didn’t want it to. My body growin’ warm, my knees startin’ to tremble.
I stared, my mouth still open a little as I shook my head, “Mister, I ain’t never been with a man before,” I said, my eyes trailing over his exposed chest.
That made his grin widen, and he looked me over once more, from head to toe, soakin’ me in as if I was the most beautiful creature on God’s green earth. He was a very intense sorta man, who could convey all sorts of emotions with just a look, and that was somethin’ I learned about him real fast.
He stroked his hand back over my hair, until his fingers was a tightenin’ around my ponytail, and he was leanin’ in so close barely a hairs breadth separated our lips.
