She nodded briefly. "Yeah I can say that I have. I just had that thought about you. Nothing about you says 'Hi I'm a farmer.'" She grinned almost impishly at him.
She blushed furiously when he called her gorgeous. And it was impossible not to laugh, at least a little. "You got a point there. Boy, it's a good thing my Momma told me about men like you. Dripping charm out of your pores."
She squared her shoulders. Doing as he suggested. She wasn't like those gutless simpering women, climbing up on the rail she sat down up on the top. Though her knuckles were white from holding on to the top rail. It was then that she noticed, the trees... The shore... "What the..?"