Christmas Party

What's a Christmas party without four sexy gunslingers?? I smile as I glance at my hot husband, who looks drop-dead gorgeous in his black three-piece suit. Muscles pulling at the expensive fabric, and his cologne makes my stomach flutter—still.

We have been together for a year, and I still get nervous around him. He is everything I thought he wasn't, and I'm so thankful to have won the jackpot in life. Living with him has been like a dream, breading horses for the sky colonies. I am a country girl, falling into my role as if I were meant for this all of my life. Fate knows what it's doing. I finally have a purpose in my life, something that fills me with warmth, having to pinch myself now and then. It's hard work, but I love it, and being a mom to Violet has been surprisingly easy. The child responds to me, attaching to me as if she was desperate for a mother.

Oh, and I still dance, but that is left for Jules after everyone is in bed.

If you catch my meaning.

Ehem.