Page 54 of My Cowboy Trouble
Her head snaps up. "What?"
"About three a.m. Couldn't sleep. Thought maybe you couldn't either." I grin at her shocked expression. "Good thing you locked it. Might have done something we'd both enjoy."
"You're unbelievable, Gavin."
"I'm honest. There's a difference." I take the hammer from her hand, setting it aside. "And honestly? I haven't been able to stop thinking about you. How you taste. How you sound. How you feel when you're coming apart under me."
"Hey—"
"Tell me you haven't thought about it. Tell me you don't want me right now."
She looks at me for a long moment, and I can see the war in her eyes. Want versus wisdom. Desire versus distance.
"It's complicated," she finally says.
"Fuck complicated." I reach out to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. "Simple question: do you want me?"
"You know I do."
"Then what's stopping you?"
"Reality. The fact that I'm leaving. The fact that this can't last."
"Nothing lasts, princess. Doesn't mean it's not worth doing."
She laughs, but it's shaky. "You and Asher have the same terrible philosophy."
"Great minds." I let my hand trail down her arm. "Come on, Kenzie. We've got twenty-three days left. We can spend them pretending we don't want each other, or we can make them count."
"And the others?"
"What about them?"
"Won't they be upset if we..."
"If we what? Have amazing sex in the hayloft?" I grin at her expression. "Princess, we all shared you the other night. I think we're past jealousy."
"That was different. We were all together."
"And it was fucking incredible. But that doesn't mean we can't have solo time too." I move closer, close enough that she has to tilt her head back to look at me. "Unless you only want all of us at once? Because that can be arranged."
"You're the worst."
"I'm the best and you know it."
She shoves me, but she's laughing. "Your ego is out of control."
"You like my ego. Among other things."
"God help me, I do." She picks up the hammer again. "But we're still fixing this roof."
"Now who's the responsible one?"
"Someone has to be. You three would just stand around comparing dick sizes all day."
"We already know who wins that competition."
She raises an eyebrow. "Really?"
