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“Are you saying you don’t trust yourself in bed with me?”
His damn smile melted my insides.
I nodded. “I don’t trust myself standing this close to you.”
Which was absolutely true. I so wanted to reach out and pull him in for a kiss.
“Then why don’t you move away?”
“I can’t. I’m a moth.”
“Excuse me?”
“I’m a moth, and you’re the flame, at least that’s how I see this situation at the moment. Once the wedding’s over, it’s dirty bunny time.”
“Is that a promise?” he asked, taking my hands in his, sending little shockwaves of sweet heat dancing over my body.
“You have my word,” I told him, grinning.
“I look forward to tomorrow night, then.” Damn, but he was so adorable. He knew exactly what to say to cause all sorts of bodily havoc.
Still, as much as all of this turned me on like crazy, I was nervous about tomorrow.
“Here’s the big worry that I can’t get past. What if Bernard doesn’t show for the wedding? Natalie will consume us with her grief. No bunny sex for us, ever, if that happens.”
Confessing this to him had a double purpose. One, it would put off the inevitable for a more appropriate time, and two, it would put a fire under his ass to make sure Bernard married his sister tomorrow.
“Oh, he’ll show,” he said. “I can guarantee it.”
“On what basis?”
“Because Gabe and Dustin just texted me when I was getting my sister settled in the other bedroom. They drove over to Bernard and Nat’s Napa house, which is only a few miles from here. Bernard was there… sleeping… alone. They’re spending the night to make sure he shows up on time.”
“And we’re here with the bride to make sure she’s there as well.”
“Yep.”
“So, this is like some kind of family shotgun wedding?”
“Damn Straight!”
“Isn’t that a Scotty McCreery song?”
“Yes, different spelling, but a mighty fine song at that,” he said and sang the chorus to me. Listening to him sing right there in front of me, with that buttery voice of his, telling me how George Strait’s songs were causing him heartache over his lost girl, made me want to cry. Damn, but he was good… better than good; he had an amazing voice. No wonder Wilder and Days were so popular. I hadn’t been paying enough attention to this country crooner. When I truly listened, his voice, his style, and the way he interpreted the words of the song, put him in that upper echelon of incredible voices.
When he finished the chorus, he leaned in and kissed me. And at once, I surrendered to the kiss as his hands ran down to my ass, cupping each cheek, and our tongues met with a gentle sexiness that ravaged my soul. I pressed my body against his and felt his hard cock against my stomach right before he picked me up. I eagerly wrapped my legs around him. With his rock-hard cock pressing firmly against my wet pussy, he ran kisses down my neck, then one hand reached up and cupped my breast.
It all happened so fast, it took my breath away. My nipples peaked, and he drenched my pussy with heat.
What the fuck?
Everything in me wanted more, despite what I’d just told him.
“Don’t stop,” I muttered when he abandoned my lips once again.
We both heard Natalie whimper, and in the next moment, everything changed.
“Have to,” he whispered, staring into my eyes, then kissing the tip of my nose. “We made a deal, and my sister’s in the next room.”
