Page 4 of My Cowboy Kiss
“I love you,” I say loudly, and several people turn their heads to look at us. Then I lift myself onto my tiptoes and kiss him.
Chapter 2
River
For one second, I think I’m dreaming. Courtney says she loves me, and her lips connect with mine. My mouth is kissing hers.Finally.I’ve spent years stuck in wishful thinking and now it’s real.
My hands are on Courtney. She’s soft and curvy and tastes like perfection. Like warm sunshine mixed with a refreshing spring rain. This woman. My forever. She doesn’t know she’s either of those to me. But she’s all I think about. I want long weekends together and steamy nights.
When Courtney presses into me, I kiss her hard and deep, my hand on her lower back close to the swell of her ass. Blood pounds in my ears. I battle for the strength not to lower my hands and cup those curvy cheeks.
I’m getting used to this heaven and never want to leave.
“Sorry about this. My boss thinks I’m after her boyfriend, so I told her I wasn’t interested because you’re my boyfriend. It was a spur of the moment solution,” she says against my lips. “She’s probably watching us.”
Her words send me back to the ground. I don’t want to let go. “Then let’s make this count,” I whisper, fighting my way toward the taste of heaven.
I run my tongue across the inside of her lips, and she makes an unfamiliar sound. My cock takes that as encouragement and gets harder. I let out a groan of my own.
She touches my face, slanting her head to give me more access to her lips. She’s my obsession, the addiction I’ve been hooked on since the day she introduced herself to me. I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop if I ever touched her andshit, it looks like I was right. I can’t bring myself to release her. To lift my head from hers. My muscles won’t obey me.
A car horn blares, and she springs back, chest heaving.
I just kissed Courtney.
Her hand is shaky as she touches her fingertips to her lips. “That…was wild.”
I’m feeling shook up myself. “Let’s talk about this at lunch,” I tell her, taking her hand and leading us off the street.
“I already ate.”
“You forget that I know you too well.”
“Fine. I ate a little.”
I don’t say anything.
“Okay.” She gives up with a sigh. “I had a bite of chocolate and a sip of soda.”
“We’re going to get real food. Not snack food.” Not only do I want to feed her, but I also want to talk to her.
Here’s my chance—my shot to show her that we were meant to be more. To prove I’m the guy for her. The man who’ll break the legacy of heartache and leaving like her. I’m the man who’ll be her shield and sword. The one who’ll never force her near the battleground because I’ll end all of her wars before they have a chance to start.
I don’t want her to seek a new solution for her trouble.Iamthe solution. The knight in shining armor. The man longing to rescue her.
“But work?—”
“I’ll tell your boss that you’re taking a few minutes with your boyfriend.”
“You know what she’s like,” Courtney protests, distress filling her eyes. “You can’t get through to her.”
“Watch me.”
I’m angry that she’s had to deal with this today. Putting my arm around her waist, I stride into the building where she works like I own the place. Without pausing, I bypass a group of people standing around and go straight down the hallway to her boss’s office.
Allison turns from the window where I assume she was watching us.
“My woman has had an upsetting morning thanks to that online bullshit. I’m taking her out to relax for a bit.”
