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“Cruises are fun,” she said. “I think you’d love it.”
“Then let’s go cruising,” he said. “I just want to be with you, Opal.”
She leaned into his chest and said, “I just want to be with you too, Tag.”
“Venues,” he said. “Then surprises.”
“I already know what venue you’ll like best.”
“Show me anyway.”
So she took out the two venues, one of which boasted luxurious indoor gardens—which Opal would definitely choose—and the other which portrayed a down-to-earth country wedding—if cowboy billionaires were planning and paying for everything.
In this case, a cowgirl billionaire.
“They’re both great,” he said. “And look, you can do a foliage option on the lodge.”
She grinned at him. “I knew you’d like the lodge.”
“It feels more like me,” he admitted. “But the botanical gardens totally feels like you. I’m fine with either, as long as you’re mine at the end of the night.”
“I’m yours right now,” she whispered, and Opal kissed him like her life depended on having her lips touching his.
He didn’t mind that at all, and he still hadn’t gotten to the surprises when the front door flew open, and an eighteen-month-old West yelled, “Ope! I here!”
Tag looked over as gravel crunched under someone’s feet. Opal came around the corner of the barn wearing a pair of black shorts and a tank top the color of pine trees. “You owe me two surprises,” she said as she sauntered closer, her lime-green chair over her shoulder.
“Where’s West?”
“Mikey had a headache and came home from work early. They’re napping together.”
He looked back into the ring where Steele worked with Black Gold. “You okay, bud? I can take thirty minutes away?”
Steele didn’t look away from his equine. “Sure. Go.”
Tag moved away from the circle and took the inflatable furniture from her. “Where do you want to go? I have thirty minutes.”
“Somewhere shady,” she said.
“Come with me.” He led her past the barn, past the stables, and just when he thought she’d utter a word of complaint, he heard the river. Opal obviously heard it too, because she looked at him. Another thirty yards, and he moved along a footpath and between two trees to the most magical place on the farm.
“Here you go, madam.” He set down her chair, grinning, and then sat in it. She settled onto his lap, a sigh slipping from between her lips.
“This is amazing,” she said. “You’ve been holding out on me.”
“The water doesn’t run all the time,” he said. “But we had a lot of snow this year.”
“It’s so serene.”
“Mm hm.”
“Get talking,” she said.
He chuckled, but he hadn’t really been holding out on her. They’d simply gotten interrupted the other day, and they were busy. “All right, first up: my whole family is coming to the wedding.”
Opal pulled in a breath and jerked her attention to him. “You’re kidding. Your daddy too?”
Tag smiled as he nodded. “Heard from him over the weekend. Said he wouldn’t miss it.”
