It’s the first of November and it should be cold, or at the very least, cool. Not today. Today, Mother Nature decided to be a bitch and bless the state of Tennessee with a heatwave. Since we drove down to Knoxville to spend the day at the zoo, you would think that would make this the most miserable day I’ve had in my life. It’s not. I can’t remember having a better day in my life. Skye and her son…

Hell, I was intrigued by her before, but after today I’m pretty much gone for the woman. I used to think Dragon and Crusher were pussies for falling for their women so hard, but hell if Skye gives me the opening, she’s never getting rid of me.

I was afraid the reason I was attracted to Skye in the beginning was because she reminded me of Carrie. The more I get to know her, I realize she’s nothing like Carrie. The color of their hair—that’s it. Skye has more grit. Where I felt the need to be gentle all the time with Carrie, Skye is like electricity to my system. She can be mouthy as all hell, and it makes me itch to grab her, push her against the wall, and fuck her into submission. Then I watch her with her boy, and see the way she takes care of him. Fuck, even that makes my dick grow hard. I want a taste of her, I want her fussing over me. Hell, I even wonder how she’d be with a kid we had together. This leads me to imagining her pregnant with my baby, and I get a fucking hard-on just thinking about her stomach tight with my baby, her tits swollen. All of this means I’ve pretty much spent the day walking around with a cock hard enough to bust through concrete.

“You’re looking tired sweetheart,” Skye’s voice grabs my attention. So motherfucking sweet my teeth hurt. I’ve got to have a taste of her.

“Mom, I’m okay. I just want to see the kangaroos!”

I watch Skye, and I know she’s been working a ton of overtime. She’s worn out. It amazes me that with all of her responsibilities, she still manages to be such a great mom.

“Hey Matthew, I’m dying of thirst man. How about we stop in the food court and grab a bite to eat, and then head to the Down Under exhibit? I’m an old man, you have to have a little mercy on me,” I joke, determined to get Skye a small rest.

Matty’s shrewd eyes are looking at me and he knows what I’m about. I can see it. So I cave and point towards his mom, giving him a wink. He looks over and sighs, but then nods back, smiling.

“Okay, Bull. I could use a cherry slushy anyways.”

“Cherry? Man, that’s whack. Lime is where it’s at.”

“You’re both wrong, it’s raspberry,” Skye chimes in.

“Raspberry?” Matthew and I both ask her—like she’s crazy.

“That’s just gross, Mom.”

“It’s not even a real color,” I add.

“It’s a fruit!” she defends.

“Not a very good one,” I come back with a smile, as the three of us walk over to the tables. I leave them there, waving off Skye’s attempt at giving me money. Damn woman has a huge independent streak. It’s cute, but she has no idea who she’s dealing with. It’s going to be fun, showing her.

“What is that?” she asks when I come back to the table.

“One of life’s greatest pleasures,” I tell her, winking at Matthew while handing him a chili-dog.

“Oh man! Thanks, Bull!”

I hand one over to Skye, and then sit down beside her.

“This doesn’t look healthy,” she says, but she’s licking her lips. She’s been doing it all for so long by herself, I think she’s forgotten how to enjoy herself. I still feel like I should have let her go, but that’s off the table now. I’m just going to bust my ass trying to be a better man.

“C’mon, Doc. Live a little.”

“Yeah, Mom! Live a little!” Matty joins in.

That’s probably when it happens. Skye laughs—not just a little, but a lot. She laughs hard. I’m frozen with the damn hot dog half way to my mouth, and all I can do is watch her and hear the joy coming from her. It’s beautiful. Then I look over to Matty, and see the chili running down his face, as he’s stuffing the damn thing in his mouth. He forgets to take the time to breathe, and I can’t help but laugh too. That’s probably when I fall completely for her. Maybe.

“Slow down there, sport. Take time to enjoy it. I’ll get you another one if you’re still hungry.”

“Really?” he asks, like it’s Christmas morning. “What about mom?”

I look over at Skye, and she looks at the two of us and then takes a huge bite of her hot dog too, licking some of the chili off her lip when she’s done. My poor dick.

“I want another one too,” she says with a grin. Matty giggles and goes back to eating.

He must forget about wanting seconds, because one of the traveling workers comes to the line just beyond the tables, with a green wing macaw. Kids are gathering around to watch the bird and to feed it peanuts.

“Can I go over there, Mom? Please?”

“Don’t go any further,” Skye tells him. He nods his head yes, while running to the kids already there. It’s then she lets the worry come back into her face.

“He’s fine, Doc.”

“I know. I just worry.

“You need to unwind. Matthew’s good, Doc. He’s a happy kid.”

“I worry over everything. I’ve made so many mistakes, I try to make sure I don’t misstep now. I forget I need to let Matty have a life sometimes too. I’m sorry. You were right. I need to live a little.”

“I get it. You’re a Mama, and from what I can see a damned good one.

“Bull, about last night…well, all of it really…”

I put my hand along the side of her neck and pull her to me, so I can look in her eyes.

“I want your body, Doc. I want it so fucking bad, I’m having fucking wet dreams about it. But regardless of what you think, I don’t have to buy a woman’s interest. What I’m feeling for you woman, is special. Today has been one of the best days I can ever remember having.”

“It has been for me too, Bull.”

“That has to mean something, right?”

“Can, we take it day-by-day?”

“That sounds good to me.”

“You’re wrong you know,” she says, licking her lips, and I swear it’s all I can do not to attack her right there. How much is a man supposed to stand?

“What do you mean?” I ask, mentally apologizing to my balls.

“I’m starting to have a very good impression of you,” she whispers, leaning further into me.

Her tongue darts out and caresses against my bottom one. I suck it in briefly, then let it go.

“Are you trying to seduce me, Doc?”

“I think I might be,” she answers, and I let my thumb pet the pounding pulse point along the side of her neck.

“I’m not sure that’s a smart thing to do,” I warn her, because if she lets me in, I’m not letting her go.

“C’mon, Bull. Live dangerously,” she taunts and that seals her fate. The last thought I have before I take over the kiss, is this is when it really happens.

I’m not falling. I’ve fell completely. I’m gone over this woman.