Page 44 of Meant for Gabriel


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“There.” She grabs the flowers from my hands. “Now that wasn’t so hard, was it?” She smells the flowers. “But the answer is no.” I open my mouth in shock. “Kidding.” She takes the flowers to the table, untying the knot of the robe and taking it off for me to see she’s already dressed under it.

“You gave me a hard time for nothing.” I take in her tight black pants that look like they are jeans, but I don’t know since her black sweater hangs over her perfect ass. She has white socks that go over the bottom of her pants to her mid-calf.

“I didn’t give you a hard time.” She puts the flowers in a vase. “I was helping you for the next time you have to ask someone out.” She smiles tightly, and I don’t even know what to think about that comment.

“Noted.” I put my hands in my back pockets. “Now, are you ready?”

“I have to put on my boots.” She walks over to her camel-colored boots, putting them on and grabbing the black vest she always wears. “Now I’m ready.”

“Good.” I pull her to me. “Give me a kiss,” I demand but lean down to kiss her lips. “You have the key?” I ask her, and she reaches in her pocket, pulling it out before grabbing her phone and placing them both back inside the pocket.

“Lead the way.” She follows me to my truck as I open her door. “Such a gentleman.” She gets on her tippy-toes and kisses under my chin. “But he doesn’t know how to ask me out on a date.”

“Agree to disagree, Sweetheart.” I swat her ass, pushing her into the truck. The sound of her laughter hits me right in the balls.

“You are lucky I like you, Cowboy ”—she reaches for her seat belt—“and I like what you bring to the bedroom or else?—”

“You’re lucky I like you too, Sweetheart.” I lean in. “I also like waking up to you riding me or else?—”

“One time.” She holds up her finger. “That happened one time.” I kiss her lips quickly and shut the door before walking over to my side of the truck. “Now, where are you taking me?”

“It’s a surprise.” I look over at her. “You like surprises, right?”

“Nope,” she answers right away, “hate them.”

“What?” I ask, shocked. “You’re kidding.”

“No.” She shakes her head. “I like to know things so I can plan. I’m a planner.”

“I see that,” I admit, “but also, it’s fun to see your face light up when you get surprised.” She turns in her seat. “Your eyes get lighter when you do, and the smile on your face is from ear to ear.” I wink at her. “All good things.”

She clears her throat. “Fine, I’ll let you surprise me.” She looks out the window, and I see her blinking her eyes quickly.

I turn back to focus on the road, trying not to read too much into it. When we pull up at the barn, she quickly gasps, “Are you taking me to see Fireball?” I turn to her and smile.

“Better.” I get out of the truck, and she quickly meets me in the front.

“How does it get better than this?” She jumps up and down.

“We are going on a ride,” I tell her, walking into the barn, and she stops walking.

“But it’s nighttime.” I don’t know if she’s asking a question or telling me.

“It’s fine.” I walk back to her, sliding my hand into hers. “It’ll be fine, I promise.” She walks with me, but I walk to the open arena where I left my horse and Fireball instead of going inside. “Brought you a friend.” I look at Fireball, who side-eyes me.

“Hi, beautiful girl,” Zara says softly, “I’ve been thinking about you.” She holds up her hand. “I missed you.” She walks right up to her and hugs her and Fireball’s tail whips back and forth.

“Shall we go?” I hold out my hand for her to grasp as she sticks her foot in the stirrup and mounts Fireball with ease this time.

“Just like riding a bike.” She laughs nervously. “Except this girl can buck me off, and I can break my face.”

I walk over to my horse, getting on him before going back to Zara. “So we are going to just go for a nice slow walk,” I tell her, and she nods at me, her hands gripping the reins and horn tightly.

“We are going to follow Cowboy,” she tells Fireball, “and just take it easy.”

We make our way out of the fence, going to the path that leads to the woods. The sounds of the cracking of branches echo into the darkness. “Are you sure this is safe?”

“As safe as you’ll ever be,” I assure her. “If you think it’s peaceful during the day,” I tell her, “you haven’t seen anything yet. Just relax, Sweetheart.”

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