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state with their families. They are both in the military and move from place to place. I haven’t seen them in years. I don’t even know their phone numbers.”
    Obviously I sucked at asking questions. “Sorry to hear that. I honestly don’t know where I’d be without my family. It isn’t huge, but we’re all very close. Holidays are always a real big deal. I’m surprised Miranda hasn’t invited you to Kentucky before.”
    She shrugged her shoulders and looked sad again. “Saying this out loud is going to sound worse than it is, but I don’t think Rick would let me go.”
    I leaned into her and rested my elbows on my knees. “Look, I don’t know nothin’ about bein’ married, but I do know that you’re your own person and that shit ain’t right. If you want to see the world, well your pretty little self should be able to.”
    She became defensive and I knew it was because she knew I was right. “He has a daughter that I take care of.”
    “How old is this daughter?”
    “Seventeen.”
    I stood up to grab something to drink out of the kitchen. “She’s plenty old enough to take care of herself.” I turned around to ask if she wanted something and she was standing behind me, bumping into me. My hands grabbed her elbows and steadied her back. “Do you need somethin’?”
    She stared right at me for a second and then finally pulled away from my fingertips. “Sorry, I was thirsty.”
    I took another step toward her and pushed the hair away from her cheek. “Is that all you want?”
    She backed away from my hand and sat down on the other side of the breakfast bar. “Yes, just the drink.”
    I handed her an ice tea and leaned across from her. “I don’t bite, well only if I’m asked to and I can assure you, it would be something you couldn’t get enough of.”
    She turned around, jumping off the stool and walked back into the living room without saying anything. I took my time going back, in order for my words to sink in. The woman wouldn’t stop staring at me; I could tell she was attracted to me. She clearly needed a good fucking and I’d give it to her, if she’d just ask. I plopped down beside her, but kept enough distance to make her look over. I noticed she was rubbing her feet and I looked down at them. Her little white socks made her feet look even smaller than they were. Without her permission, I grabbed one of them. She pulled back at first. I reached over and grabbed it again. “It’s just a foot, woman. If I was tryin’ to seduce you, you’d know it. I can promise you that.”
    “I don’t like to be touched.”
    She didn’t like to get the shit beat out of her, there was a huge difference. I pulled her foot back into my grip and stared massaging it. “Will you just relax? I need to do something to keep my mind off of things. Just close your eyes and enjoy it.”
    “You don’t have to do this. I mean, it’s kind of personal don’t you think?”
    After a couple minutes, I stopped and she lifted her head. “Just switching feet. Lay your head back down and stop worryin’. My sister loves it when I do this to her.” I wanted her to feel comfortable, even though Ty was the one who rubbed his wife’s feet.
    While her head was back and her eyes were closed, I took in her perfect body. There wasn’t an inch of it that I didn’t want to touch. I rubbed her foot harder, just imagining her naked and feeling my erection growing in my pants. She had puffy lips that I wanted to taste and I licked my lips just thinking about them. There were plenty girls out there and none of them had ever told me no, but this one was different. I wanted the challenge of it. I wanted to fuck the shit out of her.
    Once I finished, she sat up abruptly and pulled her legs back into her chest. “Thank you.”
    I held my hands up. “Anytime. You can call me whenever you need a good rubbin’.” I loaded the answer and she caught on right away.
    “Do you always do that?”
    I cocked my eyebrow, like I