Jessie’s P.O.V.
Do you understand how damn hard it was to do work when the person you love and wasted six years without is standing mere feet away? It drove me crazy, resisting the urge to wrap my arms around her gorgeous body and kiss her silly. Add to the fact that she is teasing me, making matters worse. Christ, can’t these chores get done any faster?
I watched as Willow headed into the tack room, her hips swaying just enough to make me crazy. That’s it. I can’t take this anymore. I propped my pitchfork against the wall and quickly strode to the tack room. She had her back turned toward me as she was putting equipment away. Now’s my chance. I closed the distance between us and slid my hands around her waist. My lips attached to the base of her neck, eliciting a moan to escape from her
