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old. I can do anything a man can do except piss standing up. But let me assure you, it wasn’t from lack of tryin’. Now, I don’t know who in the hell you think you are, but you damn sure don’t know me. So you can take your assumptions and shove ‘em up your ass.” I finished my rant with one final poke to his chest.
    That fantastic smile stretched his perfectly shaped lips, and all I could think about was how on earth could a stupid ass smile make my thighs clench? How could his laugh, his scent, and his entire fucking existence set me on fire like this? Anger and desire were dueling hard and fast. My body wanted what my mind refused to have. If I stood here any longer, desire was going to fuck me over.
                  Big time.
                  Turning away from him, I didn’t chance a look back, but I didn’t fail to hear two words fall from his mouth as I walked away.
                  “Fuck me.”
     
     
    ***
     
                  My father was the strongest man I’d ever known. Seeing him lying there in bed, so weak and helpless, was a hard pill to swallow. My eyes filled with tears as I leaned down with caution to give him a hug. “I’m so glad you’re ok, Daddy.” I whispered in his ear.
    “Me too.” he grunted.
                  Dragging a chair from the corner, I sat down next to his bed. Regret pinched at my heart. “I’m so sorry for not coming home at Christmas, Daddy.” I looked up from our connected hands. Tears pooled at the rims of his clear blue eyes and my chest burned from the guilt.
    I’d never seen my father cry before. At the time, I didn’t think twice about not flying home for Christmas. It was only ever the three of us, anyway, so what was the big deal?
    Oh, it was a very big deal.
    “I know sweetie.” he said, stroking my small hand with his large one.
    “So when do they say you can come home?” I asked, wiping tears from my eyes. I was eager to spend time with them, especially my father.
                  “We’ll be here another few days or so.” My mother answered.
                  “I’ll stay ‘til you get out.” I informed them, reaching for a Kleenex to dab my eyes.
                  “That’s awful sweet of you, hun. But we know you gotta to get back to school. We’ll manage.” My mother smiled from the other side of the bed as she lovingly stroked my father’s arm.
                  “You mean Holden can manage. I met him this morning.” I folded my arms across my chest. “Who is he anyway?”
                  “He’s from Texas, ain’t he cute?” My mother crooned. Yeah, he was something alright.
                  “Grace.” My father groaned. “Holden knows what needs to be done ‘round there, Maddie. He’s helped me out a few times in the fields. He’s agreed to help out ‘til I’m back on my feet.” He patted my hand.
                  “Well, I know what needs to be done ‘round there too. I can handle it on my own daddy, you know that. I only have one class left this semester, and I’ve already emailed my professor about completing my course work online. It’s mainly just preppin’ for the final anyway. My boss told me to take as much time off as I needed. I’m stayin’.”
                  He studied me for a moment. I knew that look. The look my father always gave me just before he laid the law. “There’s a lot to do.”
                  “Daddy, I’ve got this.” I scoffed.
                  “I’m talkin’ ‘bout the fields, Maddie. That equipment is big and dangerous. I only want Holden on that tractor, not you. Promise me.” he demanded in that voice that I knew could not be argued with.             
    Gritting my teeth, I swallowed hard. “Yes sir.” I complied like a good girl, but what I really wanted to do was scream to the top of my