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head back against his shoulder so she had to look up at him.
     
    “I know I should wait for an actual date before I do this, but--”  
     
    She closed her eyes as he leaned down to kiss her.  It was… soft but so intense.  They kissed with closed mouths, touching and tasting each other’s lips.  That warm shiver that had gone up her spine before happened again, then settled all warm in her stomach.  Charlie grabbed on to Willis’ wrist as he tipped her head with his hand to pull her closer.  
     
    Willis pulled away slightly.  Charlie opened her eyes and met his big, brown ones.  He shook his head, then leaned in again, pulling her even tighter into the curve of his body.  He pressed hot kisses against the corner of her mouth, her neck, even her ears.  Charlie breathed out and couldn’t help but whimper, and that was all the consent Willis needed to charge back and plunder her mouth.  
     
    Charlie found herself pressed against the side of the tractor with her fingers twisted up in Willis’ short hair as they kissed, and kissed, and kissed.  He kept his hands on her waist, his fingers flexing on the edge of her shirt across her lower back.  She wanted nothing more than to jump up and wrap her legs around his waist.
     
    He pulled back with great reluctance.  “You need to go home,” he told her with a groan, “or I’m going to introduce you to the hayloft.”
     
    “Yeah,” she agreed and gulped for air.
     
    They parted reluctantly.  Charlie bit her lip before leaning up and rubbing her lipstick off Willis’ face with her thumb.  He looked confused until she showed him her hand, then just laughed.
     
    “You should try to miss my mom,” he told her.  “You look like you’ve been making out with a horny boy.”
     
    “Wasn’t that what I was doing?” she teased.
     
    “Hope I at least rate suave older gentleman.”
     
    Charlie giggled, then leaned up to kiss his pouting lips.  “You’re only a few years older than me.  How about mysterious farm man?”
     
    He took the kiss but was still frowning.  “What about cowboy?”
     
    “You don’t even own any horses!”  She laughed as she escaped his arms.  She walked backwards out of the barn.  “How about we discuss this more on Friday?”
     
    “I’ll have a list!”  he shouted.
     
    Charlie turned back around and bit down on her lower lip as she walked back to her car.  Maybe this wasn’t the smartest thing she had ever done, but it was fun.  
     
    As she slid into her car and checked her phone, she found a new text message.  “Brilliant cowboy farm poet?-W,” it read.  It made her smile.
     

Chapter 5
     
    “Charlie, are you sure you want to go over to the farm tonight?” her mother Brenda, shouted up the stairs.  
     
    Charlie paused comparing earrings against her outfit, a plain black off-shoulder top she could cover with a cardigan.  “It’s fine, Mama!”
     
    “Are you sure?  Dad says the weather--” Brenda started.
     
    “--the weatherman says we might get an inch of ice before it switches off to snow!  They think we might get six inches of snow!”  her father Bobby shouted.  
     
    Charlie rolled her eyes.  “Thanks for the update, Daddy!”
     
    “I will keep you all informed!” he shouted back.  The corgis, Mork and Mindy, barked in time with him, then skittered after her father as he went back down into his man-cave in the basement.
     
    Her mother appeared in her doorway.  “Charlie, I think you should stay home.  You know Jolie would entirely understand.”
     
    “I’ll be fine, Mama.”
     
    Brenda watched her as Charlie got ready, throwing her favorite cardigan over the tight jeans and off-shoulder top.  “You look nice,” her mother told her.
     
    “Thanks.”  Charlie smiled.  She touched her flipped-up hair self-consciously.  “Lynne and I were thinking of going out tonight.”
     
    Her mother wrinkled her nose.  “I think that plan might be out the window,