The Wild Mustang (Dale Jackson Series Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
I took a few things from the bike and we went inside. “I’ll be right back,” I said. “I got to use the head.” I cracked a beer and took a long drink. I gave another one to Sally. She took my jacket off and placed it on the chair. “I’ll be right here.” I left the bathroom but the lights were still off. Sally stood there and pulled the drapes back a bit. The moonlight shone on her and I saw just how beautiful she was. Her hair, long down her back, shone in the light a bit. Like me, she seemed lost. “How comes it’s still dark in here?” I said. “Just leave them off. I kinda like the dark sometimes. Like when I’ll all alone in my room. The blankets are keeping me warm and I have darkness. No one can see me and I can just enter my own little world.” “You aren’t alone now, darlin. Here in this dark, you have me. You don’t have to be alone.
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