Pedro’s 2IC, Juan, then let out a horny laugh and said, “Hey Pedro, are you looking forward to your… honeymoooon?”As general laughter broke ou... all the guys began mimicking the word honeymoon, in the same way, that Juan had pronounced it.Juan was Pedro’s henchman and of all the guys in prison that frightened JP, he most probably topped the list. Juan was large, muscular, and looked like an ugly streetfighter. From his neck down he was covered in tattoos and his nose had been broken so many. I think he’d have been better off letting us buy them and taking his payout.”“Ego. I’ve seen it before.”“Well, then his ego is writing checks his company can’t cash,” I said. “They’ve had zero sales in the last month and pretty much their entire sales team left, either coming with us or going elsewhere. We also snapped up two of their best developers and a third one quit. And we’re getting inquiries from their current customers about switching.”“I’ve seen stranger things. He may just not be. He had ridden for well over an hour when he topped a rise with a clear view that overlooked the Rio Grande Valley below. What he saw made a big lump come to his throat as he looked down at the long line of Longhorn cattle that stretched out as far as he could see to the south.Taking his spotting scope out, he looked down at them. He felt relieved when he’d counted fourteen riders.Even from here, he could make out Rosa and Analisa riding side by side, talking and waving their hands at each. I had blown it, he knew I liked him and thought I was just some massive weirdo. I wanted to run upstairs and just hide under the covers for the rest of eternity. I probably would have, if it weren't for what happened next however.He was looking at me, eyes widened, when I could have sworn I felt his arm lean slightly further into me. I must have been imaging it- no! There it was again. And he was sliding his arm back towards him. When his hand came into contact with my cock, my heart was.