WOW! I was a little surprised to hear that she had made them and not Maureen. She doesn't seem like the kind of person who would know how to cook or bake. Not that it's because she seems lazy or anything but just, from all the NICE things Maureen did tell me about her before, it sounded as though she was more on the 'spoiled' side. So I'm real impressed right now. 

"It's nice to see that Maureen actually taught someone her recipes. She's always been real tight in keeping her recipes hidden from others and her little secrets." I laugh a little. 

She laughs a little also. 

"Yeah, I'm the only one left that has her recipes. In fact, before I had left here in the first place, she gave me the recipe book." She replies. 

We both stood there for a moment longer and then she said something to break the awkward silence before I had a chance to even say anything. 

"Well, I need to get back and help my grandmother out with some things." She smiles and takes the plate with her and all I can do is watch her walk back towards the house. 

Throughout the next few hours, I groomed the horses, moved some more hay stacks and then fixed the rest of the wood-made barrier for the paddock area where they are let to run and where we train them in. 

I love it when we board the horses and train them, I have always loved horses and taking care of them. It's really nice and in fact, I have always wanted to be a full-time horse trainer and boarder. I hope to one day even own my own ranch. 

Once I finished with everything, I started to pull out my phone to contact Jessie to pick me up. Jessie and I are what you would call, each other's 'booty calls' and it's a perfect arrangement really for us because neither of us are into relationships and every so often, when one of us needs anything, if we can, we help one another out. She isn't a terrible person but does have a reputation. However, I don't care because I had one also. 

Right as I walked past the front of the house and head down to the end of the driveway to wait for Jessie to come pick me up (since Maureen doesn't like her). While passing the house though, I had stopped and looked up at a window on the second floor for some reason. Don't know why but something made me want to do it. 

Then I saw her. I saw Annie by the window and it looked like she had just finished getting out of the shower and while in her towel wrapped around her body, she was towel drying her hair as well and I couldn't help but stare. 

I suddenly realized that I couldn't stand here any longer because she would catch me and think I was some kind of a perv or something, so I quickly try and shake the thoughts I was beginning to have about her out of my head, but that didn't happen because as soon as I laid in a bed, the thought of what she looked like underneath that towel (just as she was the other day), I couldn't stop thinking about it-about her. 

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A Few Days Later

Today I was able to  when working in the barn, while taking a break briefly, I wiped some sweat from my forehead and noticed that Annie was on her knees bent over a little bit working more on the little section of Maureen's garden and I must say, I have never seen anyone look as hot in overalls as she does. 

She's doing something to me and although it makes me a little nervous, at the same time, it also makes me feel great-something I haven't felt in a long time. 

I hurry and get back to work and try to focus on what I'm doing, then after a couple of more hours, I hear Annie come up from behind, standing in the barn's doorway, holding a glass of home brewed iced tea along with a plate of food. 

"Maureen thought you'd might be hungry and thirsty." She mentions. 

"Thanks." I reply and when walking up near her, I remove my working gloves off, then take the plate and glass from her hands except while taking the glass from her hand, I touch mine over hers and I have to say that I think it's nice to see the affect I seem to be having on her. 

Although there's something that I can't quite figure out though. I notice at times she's checking me out and tries to hide it and then now, I feel almost like she wants to say something but she gets nervous and not to mention.......afraid. 

Who knows, maybe she doesn't want a relationship-same as me.....

Next chapter will be posted soon! :)