He’s rubbing his head, his cowboy hat in hand. When I flip the lock and open the door, I see Brandon, the same man who came in yesterday for the first-aid kit. I flip the bacon but look up when I hear what sounds like someone running into the front door, a string of curses following it. Maybe Cash will let me take one of the men with me to help. If I want to stock up for a whole week, I’m going to have to take a truck. I’m really going to have to get to town today and get some food. It’s really the only option with what I have here. When I get to the kitchen, I start pulling everything out to make eggs, bacon, and some toast. I’m already feeling a little embarrassed about snapping in front of all of them. I don’t want to get off to a bad start with everyone here. I already feel behind, knowing the men will be looking for their breakfast any minute now. I fly through my morning routine and slip on my jean shorts and a white T-shirt. I opt to use the bathroom in the hallway once again to keep from waking Cash. Tiptoeing to the door, I grab my bag off the floor before pulling the door closed behind me as quietly as I can. I turn to look at him, but the room is still too dark to get a good look. When I finally see a sliver of light peek through the window, I slowly unwrap myself from his arms until I can slip free and off the bed. Lassoing the Virgin Mail-Order BrideBy: Alexa Riley
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