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Toby
I’d known Nora Jackson since we were both rowdy toddlers running through the sprinklers at my granddaddy’s farm. But as we got older, when my feelings for her changed, I realized something. She was mine.
Nora was full of sass and had a stubborn streak, but there was nothing that turned me on more.
She was all woman now, innocent and beautiful, and sweet like the candy apples they sold at the fair every summer. And my mouth watered every time I saw her. She may be my childhood friend, but it’s time I told her how much she meant to me.
It’s time I showed Nora that we were meant to be together from day one.
Nora
Toby Maxwell wasn’t just my friend; he was the man I’d fallen hopelessly in love with. With a big belt buckle, polished cowboy boots, and silver spurs, I’d known him my whole life and had loved him just as long.
As an adult now, I understand that holding back how I felt was foolish. Life was too short to worry about the what-ifs.
Time to cross the line and tell Toby how I really felt.
Reader Note: previously written under the title: Belt Buckles and Spurs under the pen name Gigi Thorne in 2022. It’s gone through a fresh round of edits, but the story itself is the same.
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