Page 134 of Cocky Caveman


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Shamus looks around.

“No. You’re cold, and I would rather talk somewhere more private.”

I nod my head. “Follow me.”

I walk us down to my bedroom and motion for him to take a seat in my wingback while I get a fresh towel from my bathroom, wrapping my hair up in it.

I sit down on my bed, crossing my legs in front of me, but Shamus is still standing.

He offers me an envelope that he slid out from a pocket inside his leather jacket. “Here…” I take it. “Tucker sent me this to hand over to ye.” Then he leaves my room.

I open it up, draw out a folded piece of cream paper with Tucker’s neat handwriting, and start reading.

Dear Hamlet-Shakespeare-Shagspeare-Spitfire, by now, you know I am no longer in Alaska. I can’t tell you where I am, but I am safe and well.

Remember when I told you I used to be in the military? I’ve helped people with the kind of help that flies under the radar in the past. I got called into one of those jobs now, and I am off the grid. I’ve been gone since after lunch on Christmas Day when I got a call from a trusted friend.

My sisters know nothing. Shamus barely knows anything, and you can only know this: I’m watching over a girl. Her life is in grave danger (no, she isn’t an Inuit girl), and she is very much in love with her man. I am in a safe house with three other trained people protecting the girl who has had a very tough life.

I won’t be leaving the safe house until the bad guy gets caught. I’m good at my job, so don’t be worrying about my sexy ass. I see how you look at it. Mine doesn’t compare to your bubble butt.

I don’t know how long I will be away from you, but I think about you and all the filthy things we did together in my dreams. Constantly. I tell you, my dreams are fantastic. I hope yours are as good as mine. We are creative and adventurous. Sometimes I wonder which side is up.

I look forward to being reunited with your bubble butt and those amazing boobies of yours. It’s a good thing you had that rule book because I wasn’t allowed to be your distraction before your year was up. Talk about a well-timed cock-blocker.

I will be honest and admit my heart seems a little lost without your heart around. Am I the only one?

If it weren’t for the game of hiding the sausage in your bun we played in my music studio, I could be forgiven for thinking I made these dirty dreams up, but I can never forget the taste of your yummy bun. And I am sure my sausage was more than a mouthful. Not bragging or anything. But you know, it is what it is.

Changing the topic, I sent my sisters with Shamus back to Temecula to live next door to you, much to Alice’s excitement (and no doubt Barry and Bronwyn Bear, who are probably now singing the song ‘Reunited’ by Peaches and Herb as a duet to each other). I know you have a business to run, so the MacDougalls and Teagan will keep Alice busy until I return. I feel better knowing the protective Mighty MacDougalls surround them, and I promised Santiago’s son he could enjoy my ‘rockin’ crib’ until I need it back. I’m a man of my word.

When I have time, I check out your Instagram page, and I may have had the Mighty MacDougalls visiting your place often with any excuse to make sure you and Gwendoline are safe and well. I am sure Angus is making himself known.

Say hello to Gwendoline, Bill and Ben, Bobby and Banjo, the Papillons, the goats, and Pearl. I hear you are a great mother to all your animals.

I fantasize about you wearing my leather jacket and nothing else.

I miss you and crave your scent, especially the one between your luscious legs, because that nectar is worth bottling,babe.

Too soon?

Too presumptuous?

Too cocky?

Tick all of the above?

I hope to be in you soon. I meant ‘to see’ you soon. Bloody word correct!

Oh, I am handwriting this letter. My bad.

Until we meet again, Hamlet.

Your Cocky Caveman

X

P.S.I hope the sunflowers bring a little sunshine to your heart today. That same chatty little birdie may have passed on a message that today marks one year since you lost your parents. I am so sorry you lost your family. Gwen only told me about the accident in more detail because I care a whole lot about you. I desperately want to be in Temecula right now. Know that I am thinking of you and wish I could hold you in my arms.

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