CHAPTER 29 - Sex with the cowboy part 2

**ALICE**

“Esteves, my lady!"

“Thank you so much, you just saved me, Esteves!"

I kiss her cheek leaving the awkward man who nods before returning to work at the mansion.

Relieved I go back to the car and start the car still staring with my eyes on the house mentally wondering if there are more security guards on that giant property.

Antonio told me that he was a man from a rich family, so it makes sense to have many security guards around the house, but why does a person with such an important last name still live in the countryside?

My questions are interrupted when the sound of a car approaches, but when I look forward to widening my eyes listening to the sound and impact of a car crash.

Oh my god!

I realize that when I went to step on the brake, I ended up stepping on the accelerator and the Beetle ended up hitting a black car that surely cost a fortune.

Still scared and not sure what to do, I watch the driver’s door open revealing a tall man with a cowboy hat, I look up at the muscular body seeing that the man shouts something with a scowl in his face.

“What the fuck, are you blind by chance?", he screams opening the VW Beetle door if surprised to realize that a woman just crashed into his big car.

“My God, I swear I’m sorry!", I leave the car walking a few meters seeing that the poor beetle suffered only a few minor scratches.

But the damage was done in the other car that is with a good part of the front dented, I face the vehicle gaping thinking of the shit I just did being the result of an oversight on my part.

“Are you sorry? That’s not going to fix that disgrace you made, clumsy!", points to the car with a slutty expression.

So close to me I can notice the great height difference that exists between us, you know that kind of man who passes a rough vibe? That’s what this guy’s going through right now.

“Sorry, but it’s not that ugly...", I try to minimize the situation, but an ironic laugh escapes from his mouth.

“Are you crazy? That’s why they say a woman’s place is in the kitchen..."

“What did you say?"

“Is the car noisy, like it didn’t listen and swerved, instead of coming at me like a crazy mule?", he arches one of the thick eyebrows.

Did this guy just compare me to a mule?

“Even if you still don’t believe it, hitting your car wasn’t intentional, I was just distracted and ended up stepping on the accelerator instead of the brake."

“What if you were with children in the car? This crazy distraction of yours could have seriously hurt someone."

“But it did not hurt, so we will solve this situation in a civilized way, I am not from here and do not know the region very well, what is your name?"

“João Miguel, but everyone calls me João. I’ve never seen you around here, who are you?", a question with a suspicious expression while frowning.

“My family lives in São Paulo currently, I’m spending some time with my grandmother. And to solve this problem, we can go downtown to see how much the repair budget is.", I say shaking my hands because of the hot sun hitting much of my face.

I say trying not to show that I don’t have a dime in the account, since I spent my savings on the trip, even in a situation like this, I need to get a job if I want to stay with my grandmother.

“Lucky for you, I need to get out of here because I have more important business to attend to right now and I’m out of my mind to solve this disgrace you pulled with my car..."

He approaches the front of the car, shaking his head in the negative as he sees the dented part of the car, and sighs taking off his hat to scratch his head and dry the sweat from his forehead.

It is at this moment that I have the opportunity to observe him more closely, João is one of the traditional men of the interior, wearing a shirt with sleeves and jeans that displays a huge belt with a buckle fastened between the dowels.

I wink when he catches me watching him and opens a provocative smile:

“Never seen a mature man, lady?"

“Hmm?"

“You’re looking at me like an ounce looks at a piece of juicy meat..."

I arch an eyebrow getting irritated with his mania to compare me with an animal for the second time.

“Will you stop comparing me to an animal?", I say firmer putting one of my hands on the waist, that’s when the dark eyes of the man follow my movement.

“You’re from a big city, aren’t you? I didn’t mean to offend a girl, it’s just a way of speaking, but I’ve seen that you’re very resilient..."

“Whatever that is, I’m not like that, you don’t even know me!"

“Can you get this stuff out of the way, or do you not know how to reverse it?", he smiles seeing that you are annoying me.

“The crash did not affect the ignition of the car, so you get your car out of the way!", I complain leaning against the VW Beetle making him snort.

“I’ve seen that your parents did a terrible job of educating you!", he also says getting angry when getting in his car.

When I think he is finally going to leave me alone, the, unfortunately, pulls the car away from the VW Beetle that is parked across the street, he gets out of the car causing me to feel strange as he crouches close and hits the car hard.

It is not yet fully repaired since the black paint of the car is with several huge scratches made by my dear new car.

“You will still pay for the repair, now I need to get back on my feet and solve other problems more important than being small talk with a crazy woman who is leaving me insulted!"

With a hard expression, he walks up to me before sticking his hand in his pants pocket and handing me some kind of card.

“Contact me as soon as possible because otherwise, I will mess up your life if you try not to solve this mess that you did.", he threatens and I control myself not to swear at that moment.

I want to get home as fast as I can and forget this ever happened even though this brute is gonna find me.

And to pay whatever it takes to fix it, I need a job and a source of income to pay for the damage I caused.

"And don't make a face like you ate it and didn't like it!", he says laughing as he walks to his car.

“Go fuck yourself!", shout also coming back to the Beetle, I put on the seat belt, and when I’m about to start the bastard back to provoke when he screams accelerating with the car on my side.

“Go pick up some nuts, crazy!",

When I finally get to my grandma’s house I park the car in the garage and hide the subject’s card in one of the pockets of the shorts before entering the house.

My grandmother doesn’t need to know that I just crashed her son’s car who ironically died in a car and motorcycle accident, it would make her worried, and would never let me near the poor bug.

Not to mention that she would also offer to help pay for the repair of the other car, but I don’t want it to come to that.

When I enter the living room I hear voices coming from the kitchen, I walk to the room with frowning to see that Isabel talks excitedly with another lady.

“Ah, there you are!", Grandma exclaims inviting me to join with the woman who watches me with curiosity.

“Alice, meet Dona Madalena, a longtime neighbor, and friend.", I open a shy smile extending my hand, but I am surprised when the short lady pulls me into a hug and a slapped kiss on the cheek.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, ma'am..."

“None of this lady, is as grown up, as beautiful as her mother."

And the melancholy invades me again, sighing increasing the smile not to let sadness take over again.

“I know losing your mother isn’t easy and I believe she’s looking after and protecting you from up there, Alice.", Dona Madalena smiles squeezing my cheek.

“Come, join us!"

I accept sitting in one of the chairs around the small table, Dona Madalena seems to be younger than my grandmother with a difference of about ten years, the little lady is a very friendly and good person, and they include me in the lively conversation about the past.

According to them, Dona Madalena saw my mother growing up in this house and remembers some details of my dear mother’s childhood, the little lady also does not tire of saying that I am getting very similar to her.

We spent a few hours talking, they ask me for details of the life I had in São Paulo and have fun when I start to tell some parts.

“Are you enjoying Minas, Alice?", Dona Madalena asks taking the cup of coffee to her lips before taking a sip of the steaming liquid.

“It will take me a while to adapt, but I’m sure I’ll live a happy life here next to Grandma."

“That’s how you say it, dear!" we are interrupted by Madalena’s cell phone which starts to ring.

The lady looks at the apparatus sighing defeated.

“Is he your boss?", Grandma asks her friend who nods.

“Yes, I saw this boy grow up and mature in the years I work in that house, but the man is desperate after the nanny of the children got some disease and had to walk away..."