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Five.
“Go away! I’m sleeping!” Ted yelled and put a cushion over his head.
Whoever was by the door had to be a pain in the ass, for sure. He didn’t want visitors.
“What time is it?” he groaned and threw the blanket away when attempting to reach his phone on the coffee table. Then he opened one eye. 8.15 am.
He scratched his nose and looked at the window. Bright light. He sighed and stretched.
He was lying on the three-piece sofa Brad had bought for him to rest downstairs. He could get to his room upstairs if he did an effort, but it would mess with his recovery.
Not going to happen. He was stubborn, but not a dumbass. He knew better than to disobey the doctor’s advice.
So, 8 o’clock. That was late; he usually got up at 6. But Billy had been here yesterday, and they had drunk and talked until 11 pm.
By the time he closed his eyes, it was 12, and he felt tired. That explained his sour mood and hell of a morning breath.
He sat on the mattress and then moved to the side, one hand lifting the hurt leg. There was another knock on the front door.
“Come in! It’s open,” he yelled. He supposed it was the sheriff or one of the ranch’s hands. It sure wasn’t Rex, because the bastard didn’t knock. He just rushed inside and started pestering him about something.
When the door opened carefully and Dakota’s face appeared, he remembered he had hired her. And he told her to be punctual and fresh to help him.
He smiled at her, and his hand went to his hair to smooth it. The intense red of her cheeks and her gaze flying to the other side of the room made him frown.
Then he remembered he was in his underwear.
“I can come back later,” she said shyly.
“No, no! I overslept! But I will be ready and dressed in a minute. I’m not used to receiving my help almost naked, I assure you.” He leaned to get the blanket, but then one crutch slipped and he almost fell to the ground.
Dakota rushed to help him, and she picked up the crutch and gave it to him, and her eyes were glued to his face.
He smiled to his insides while looking at the flustered lady’s attempts not to stare at his bottom half of the body.
“Thank you, Dakota. I’m heading to the bathroom. I’ll be decent in two minutes. Could you get me a clean pair of jeans and a Henley? My room is the first by the stairs.”
“Certainly. Would you like me to prepare breakfast?”
“Oh, honey, that would be great.”
“Okay. Nothing fancy, but I can cook scrambled eggs or an omelet.”
“That sounds like heaven to me. I’ve only had coffee and cereal since my brother Brad left. I’m kind of useless in the kitchen.”
He got to the bathroom and made his business, and then hit the shower. He proceeded cautiously, first taking the cast off, and moving truly slowly when cleaning the area.
The last thing he wanted was to slip and break another bone. He was humming one of his favorite songs when Dakota knocked and then entered.
“I leave your clothes here, on the stool,” she said and rushed outside. Ted chuckled. The shower curtain was thick, but he imagined the sweet lady had entered with her eyes closed.
His groin stirred a little while he thought he enjoyed disturbing her a little.Behave, Ted. She can help you. You don’t want her to run over the hills because you’re a horny bastard.
He whistled and took his time putting the jeans on, although he had changed all his pants to fit his new status. When he entered the living room, the smell of food hit him and his stomach growled.
He felt ravenous. He walked to the kitchen and stopped by the doorway.
She was short, 5.2 feet, he thought, but she was fully curved. Nice breasts, tiny waist, wide hips, rounded ass. Perfect!
