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Moose let out a sigh and rested his chin on Dodge’s chest. Maisie held back her sigh, but wished it were her head on the cowboy’s chest. She clicked off the lamp and slid down under the sheets.
Lying on her back, she stared up at the pattern the moonlight shining in from the window made on the ceiling. She tried to slow her breathing and fall asleep, but all she could think about was the handsome cowboy stretched out beside her.
She strained to listen for his breathing to even out, but he didn’t seem to be falling asleep either.
She couldn’t believe this was happening. Thanks to a wayward llama, a gravely shoulder, and a tipsy trailer, Dodge Lassiter was beside her.In her bed. It seemed like a dream. But this…and he…were all too real.
And she was doing her best to try to fall asleep. What was wrong with her? Dodge was in her bed. If ever there was a chance to make something happen with the cowboy she’d been crushing on for what felt like a million years, this was it.
If only she had the courage to try.
She’d spoken up earlier, and it had earned her a kiss. And then a second time had netted a hot and heavy make out session. Which had seemed like a fantasy in itself. But she couldn’t help imagining that same passion happening when they in her bed…and naked.
Elizabeth had told her that she had to take chances to get what she wanted, and she wanted Dodge Lassiter—with everything in her soul. So, why not try again?
She took a shaky breath and tried to summon her courage to tell him what she wanted. But she had no idea how to start. She was a librarian, words were her jam, she could do this.
Just roll over and say you remind me of a library book, because I want to check you out.
Ha. No that wouldn’t work. She pressed her lips together to keep from giggling.
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day because you’re so hot?
Geez. She needed to shut off her librarian brain and stop thinking of this as a scene from a historical regency novel or a line from Bridgerton.
Um…hello…pardon me. Would you like to get naked and ravage each other?
Why was this so hard? He’d probably be asleep before she thought of something to say. Dang it. Just saysomething.
“So…do you come here often? Would you like to?”
Gah.Had she seriously just blurted out the dirtiest line she’d been thinking?
She couldn’t look at him, but she felt his body shake as he let out a soft chuckle. His voice was quiet but held a hint of amusement. “What did you just ask me?”
She covered her face with her hand. “Something I didn’t mean to say out loud.”
He turned on his side to face her, and she turned her head and splayed her fingers to peek through them at him. There was enough moonlight to see his face now, and she could tell he was grinning. “You continue to surprise me, Maisie Graham.” Then he lowered his voice to that sexy drawl of his. “Say it again.”
She shook her head and tried not to giggle. “No way. I didn’t even mean to say it the first time. I was just trying to think of something to say to see if you wanted to make out again.”
“And that’s what you landed on?”
She lifted one shoulder in a shrug. “Maybe I should have gone with the bookworm line where I said I was thinking about wanting tocheck you out.”
This time he laughed out loud.
She laughed with him as she finally turned on her side too. They were facing each other now, but the dog was still between them, giving her a small sense of security with the furry boundary. “I was trying to go for coy and seductive, but apparently neither of those are my forte.”
“I don’t know. I kind of like the bookworm line.” He thought for a second. “Would it make you feel better if I told you that you were like a great novel because I can’t get you out of my head?”
She laughed again, but a battalion of butterflies let loose in her stomach at the idea that he couldn’t getherout of his head. “Yes,that would make me feel less like a dorky book nerd who has zero game.”
He cracked up. “Seriously, I just never know what’s going to come out of your mouth.” His gaze dropped to her lips, and the laughter on his died as he took a slow inhale of breath.
The butterflies in her stomach burst into flames. She bit her lip, remembering the feel of his mouth capturing hers.
The dog groaned then stood and jumped off the bed.
