I realize your readers aren’t the ones I typically write for – but someone is out there reading Fifty Shades of Gray. Cassie and Tom’s story is mostly a love story, with a twist maybe. It’s a series, but you can really jump in anywhere, I hope you’ll give it a try – PK
Intentionally or not, Cassie’s influence spreads. Sue’s marriage had improved through Cassie’s influence. However when Sue’s marriage unexpectedly takes a turn for the worse, Sue pushes for the solution she feels will work, a solution that could put Cassie on a collision course with the ivory brush.
Allie and Ryan are both feeling influence from Cassie and Tom. Cassie doesn’t mean to lead Allie astray – but Allie sees Cassie as a role model. Every adventure, old or new, captures Allie’s attention, which increases her desire to be more like mentor. But for better or worse, Ryan is just as determined
Steve, Tom and Ryan walked around the massive tree simply staring. Steve began again with mock gruffness. “Do you have any idea how hard it’s going to be to get this thing up and ready to decorate?” I could tell Steve wasn’t really upset at all.
“I’m not worried,” Sue said, smiling. “I have total confidence in you three, now you all just pop the tree up and we’ll decorate it and then Allie will feed us.”
Steve’s eyes began twinkling and I could tell sure as the world he was hatching a plan. He studied all the people in the room then asked Sue, “Do you trust Ryan?”
“Do I trust Ryan?” Sue repeated. “Yeah, I guess,” she agreed suspiciously. “Why?”
“You have just handed us a mountain of work without even asking. Our plans were to come home from golfing and take a nice quiet nap. I think to pay for this tonight, you’re going to get one swat for every time this little chore makes one of us cuss. Ryan can keep score.”
“Hell, no!” Sue said at once. “That’s not fair; you could cuss a blue streak just for meanness.”
“I promise to try to restrain myself, but that’s the price you’re going to have to pay for getting this tree put up.” I could see that Steve was clearly enjoying himself and I was too.
“Son-of-a-bitch,” Sue muttered quietly. “Fine,” she snapped. “Just get on with it.”
“No problem, Ryan, what’s the score so far?” Steve wanted to know. ”Two,” Ryan answered gleefully.
“Two?” Sue yelled. “He hasn’t cussed once yet. What the hell are you counting?” “Three!” the rest of us all shouted together.
We were all laughing as Steve reiterated, “I said if this little chore made any of us cuss.”
Sue looked like she wanted to bite someone. And before I could quit laughing, Allie piped up with, “Oh hell, that’s too bad.”
She surprised me, but never one to be left out I shook my head at Sue and said sadly, “Yes, it’s a damn shame.”
Before Sue could lunge at us, Tom cleared his throat. “Ah-hum…” he began, casting me a mock stern look. “I think that since all our women folk got us roped into this chore without our consent, and since Cassie and Allie seem so willing to throw Sue under the bus, I say they need to share in whatever is earned.”
Steve and Ryan seemed to think this was a great idea, and then Tom went on, “Furthermore, I’ve done chores such as this with two of these ladies before, so I suggest one additional swat for each suggestion or ‘helpful’ hint we’re given.” It seems we ladies weren’t given a vote in this and try as we might the ‘swat count’ was mounting – way more from us trying to direct the proceeding than any cussing coming from the men. But whether it was because of our help or in spite of it, the tree turned out to be amazingly beautiful.
Donna here – you might also check out the BOXED SET!! Enjoy!