"How could you do this to me, Tanya? Why didn't you warn me?" I demanded, flailing my arms in the air.
"Warn you about what?"
I scoffed in disbelief. "You failed to mention how fine this man is! Girl, do you see him?! I mean, come on! Imagine taking the sexiest lumberjack you can find and mixing him with the most rugged cowboy on this planet and BAM, there he is!"
Tanya chuckled, placing her hands on her hips. "So, what? Now you're not going to follow through because he's hot? Must I remind you that your husband is a looker, too?"
I paced across the lawn in my brown leather Saint Laurent ankle boots. "Yeah, my husband is handsome, but this man is fucking indescribable. I mean, let's be honest. I need a new pair of panties right now!"
"Are they moist?" Tanya teased.
"Bitch, I'm leaking."
The sound of someone loudly clearing their throat caught our attention. I froze, mortified by what he may have heard.
"H-How much of that did you hear by chance?" I stuttered.
"Not much," he drawled with his sexy Texas twang. "I came in at the lumberjack cowboy hybrid part," he confessed with a smug smirk on his delicious lips.