Destiny

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Book: Destiny Read Free
Author: Amanda O'Lone
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since ye were the wan thit took it oaf, but Kevin has it, noo worries fur ye noow.  We only stoapped so ye could grab some clean claes and anything else ye need tae git ye through the evening.”
    “Claes?” I ask. Honestly I haven’t really been able to understand much he or his family has said, I just want to keep hearing him talk.
    “Aye, claes.  Emm, shurt? Troosers-“
    “Oh, clothes.  Sorry, some of your words are hard to understand but I get the gest of it.” I chuckle.
    “Aye, claes.” He smiles.
    “Ok, but what about my truck. I don’t want to just leave it sitting here all evening.  Someone might try to steal it.” 
    He chuckles and shakes his head” Noo wan is going tae steal it Annie. Kevin wull wait here fur ma parents and ma Da wull drive it up tae the hoose.”  Taking the keys that were hanging out of my back pocket he hands them over to Kevin.  I gasp as he grabbed for the keys and damn it, I had to press my thighs together to alleviate some of the ache he is causing me. I turn to get my clothes and toiletry bag out of the cab and get back into the passenger seat of the jeep.  Brody walks back to the jeep from where he was standing with his brother when he sees me back in the jeep.  He climbs in with ease, unlike me I have to grab the "oh shit" bar and pull myself up in.  He starts the jeep and heads up the road about a half mile and turns onto a dirt road.  About a half mile up we come to a clearing and in the middle of it sit a log cabin. It’s beautiful.  A porch wraps around the front all the way to the back.   On the front porch there is a log swing.  One either side of the walk way up to the house is beautiful gardens with all kinds of plants and shrubs. It’s a two story cabin.  The yard form what I can see from the front, is at least five acres and its all surrounded by woods.  Brody comes around the jeep to open my door and takes my hand to help me out.
    “It’s beautiful here.”  I tell him while looking around more.
    “Aye, it is.  I love coming back hame tae visit and git away from the hustle and bustle of life.”
    “Where do you live?” I ask.  Now kicking myself because if I know too much I’m going to want to know more and that’s dangerous.
    “I live in Medford, Ma.”  He looks into my eyes and I see something there but I’m not quite sure what. 
    “Huh, what a coincidence it's near Boston.”  Fuck me.  This can’t be happening.  No, Annie, Boston and the cities around are huge.  Your chances of seeing this guy again is one in a million. 
    “Aye, it certainly is.  Come on, let’s git inside so ye can git cleaned up.”
    We go in and the place is stunning. It looks like one of the pictures out of the log cabin magazines that everyone wishes they had but couldn’t afford.  There were two leather sofas in the living room arranged in front of a huge fire place. The downstairs was an open concept. You walked into the living room area, straight ahead was the huge kitchen with state of the art stainless steel appliances.  A dining room set off to the left with a huge table that sat eight people. 
    “Ye can use ma washroom in ma room.”  Brody says drawing my attention to him headed up the stairs.  DAYUM that man has a nice ass.  Firm and his pants hug it perfectly.  I follow him upstairs, tripping up the last step.  God, I need to stop drooling over him.  I am making an ass out of myself.  He walks to the last bedroom of four. 
    “The washroom is through there,” he points to the closed door across the room.  It’s a decent size room. Dark blue in color, King size bed with white bedding.  A massive wardrobe on one wall and a floor to ceiling window on the opposite wall.  He continues, “There are towels on the shelf above the toilet.”
    “Thank you.”  I head to the bathroom
    “I’ll be doonstairs ma Da and Kev should be here shortly, I’ll check on yer truck fur ye.  Come on doon when ye are finished.”  He says

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