Page 68 of A Cowboy Of Her Own

“I will love you until I take my dying breath,” she promised. She sighed when he laid his cheek on the top of her head. “I love how everyone showed up at the last minute.”

“Me too. Now if we can just get through a few more hours, we’ll be out of here and we can start the honeymoon.”

“Can’t wait for that.” She put her lips next to his ear. “I like it when we make love but Iloveit whenwe fuck.”

“You’re killing me,” he muttered.

“I wouldn’t want to do that. I’m just telling you how I feel.”

“Yeah, well not fair, when I have to wait hours to do either.”

Priscilla tossed her head back and laughed. “It will make it all the better. Come on, let’s start making the rounds then we can get out of here and start our life together.”

“Sounds good to me, darlin’.” He lifted her hand and kissed her palm.

“Me too. I don’t like Earl but I should thank him, since it was because of him that I found you.”

“True. I’ll always be faithful to you, Priscilla. You are my life. I’m a one woman man, darlin’, I just had to find that one woman and now I have.”

Priscilla blinked tears away as she hugged him and kissed his neck. How was it possible to love someone this much? She did and she’d told him the truth about loving him until her dying day. She glanced around, smiling then she laughed when she saw little Zeke running around the room.

“What’s funny?” Roark raised an eyebrow at her.

“Z-man. He loves his cowboy hat, doesn’t he?”

Roark grinned. “Reid bought it for him and I swear he never takes it off. Lucy probably has to sneak into his bedroom when he’s asleep and take it from his head. He’s a real cowboy.”

“He’s adorable. Reid is heading him off now.” She laughed as Reid caught up with Zeke, lifted him up, and tossed him into the air making the little boy squeal with laughter.

“I want a few of those,” she whispered.

“How about in a year or two? I want you to myselffor a while but I’d love a few too, or more than a few.”

Priscilla kissed his lips. “However many you want. Just think how much fun we’ll have practicing making them.”

“Oh, I am thinking about it, darlin’. Trust me on that.” Roark kissed her forehead.

They strolled around the town hall smiling and accepting congratulations from all of their friends and family. She loved his friends and their wives—especially Lucy. She had a feeling they would grow very close and she looked forward to that. She also loved her in-laws. Arden and Brigit were amazing people and treated her as if she’d been in the family forever. She couldn’t wait to give them grandchildren and add to the Callahan clan.

Who would have thought she’d ever want a cowboy of her own? Smiling, she looked up at him. Then again, why wouldn’t she?

**The End**