Page 27 of Crazy Rich Cajuns

She sat back on her side with a self-satisfied smile he wanted to kiss off of her lips.Badly.

Bennett shook his head.He was hard and aching listening to her.Even though he’d started it.And she knew it.“You’re trouble.”

“Yep.And you’re stuck with me for the whole weekend.”She looked very pleased with herself.

“Well, ’til Tuesday.”Bennett looked down at his phone, fighting his smile as he pretended to check for texts.

“Tuesday?”

“I mean, yes, it will be the whole weekend.Too.But also Monday and Tuesday.”

“We’re staying until Tuesday?”

He glanced over.“I didn’t mention that?”

She lifted both brows.“No, no you didn’t.”

“Huh.”He looked back down at his phone.It might be a long five days, but he was already having more fun than he’d had in the five months before he’d met Kennedy.

“Well, I didn’t pack for two extra days.Guess I’ll be going without panties for a couple of days,” she said, settling back in her seat.

There she was getting the last word again.And making him hard again.

And there he was not minding it a bit.Again.

“Okay,so Dad’s side of the family bought this house,” Kennedy said, as they pulled through the iron gates and started over the cobblestones that led to the “house” that Bennett Baxter called home.

It was a small castle.She’d fight anyone who tried to tell her otherwise.

“That’s right.”Bennett sounded amused.“This house has been in the family for a hundred years.”

“Woo-boy, I’ll bet there are some ghosts with good stories in there,” she said.“My grandma would love that.”

“No hauntings.Sorry.”

Kennedy looked over at him.“Oh, that’s not true.They’re just not showing themselves to you.That doesn’t mean they’re not there.”

He lifted a brow.“That house isnothaunted.”

“It is.It’s gotta be.There are definitely spirits that wanted to hang around this place.”

The car pulled up in front of the huge doors.She started to reach for the door, but he grabbed her elbow.

“The house isnothaunted, Kennedy.”

She pressed her lips together and nodded.

“Seriously.Never heard of a single ghost sighting.”

“Okay.”

“Really.”

“Okay.”

He narrowed his eyes.“You’ve seen a ghost?”

She shrugged.“Sure.Of course, I live on the bayou.”

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