Page 62 of Fated to the Wolf Cowboy
He grinned, showing those dimples again and I softened into a gooey mess on the inside. But I knew I needed to stay firm on this.
“I don’t think it would be wise for me to just move in with you and pretend we’re this. . . what? I don’t even know.”
“I don’t know either. I’m just making this up as I go along. . . in case you couldn’t tell.”
I couldn’t help it. I laughed.
“I don’t have the answers, Tricia, but I feel like we deserve to try. You only get one true mate. You’re it for me. I thought I blew that by losing my temper, but you’re still here and that has to mean something, right? I don’t want to screw this up. Honestly, I wasn’t sure I ever wanted to meet my true mate. I know I’m not good enough for you. But I know I’ll try my damndest to be. Or at the least to be a man you can be proud of.”
“What if we don’t work?”
He smirked. “I’ll admit, we don’t look like we’d match. You’re all designer clothes and perfection while I’m dirt andcowboy boots. We do have some things in common. WE both have tempers. Though I suppose that could be a problem. Still, I’d say we’re pretty easily matched there.”
He had no idea just how matched we were in the temper department.
“Look, there has to be a reason that of all the people in this world, you and I are true mates. Maybe we don’t know it yet. Maybe we can’t even see it yet. But we’re fated to be together and I have to believe that means something, at least something worth making an effort to find out why.”
“Since that first moment I saw you in the bar, I knew that if I just stuck to my plans and moved on that I would regret it every single day of my life. Because you’re right, a true mate doesn’t come along every day.”
He stepped closer and gently tucked my hair behind my ear.
“Mate. My mate,” he said as he reverently stared at me as if I were the most precious thing on Earth.
I sucked in a sharp breath as it all hit me at one.
We weren’t talking hypothetical here. This was real.
“We’re really doing this?” I asked.
“Yes.”
This time when his head lowered to kiss me, I was ready for it. But it wasn’t the fiery all-consuming kiss we’d shared last time. This one was sweet and filled with promise. . . and far too restrained for my taste.
Brady
Chapter 18
I didn’t want to escalate things. Well, I did, but there were bigger things at stake. And if things played out just right, there’d be plenty of time for that later.
I ended the kiss without letting it escalate. Her pouty lips were enticing but somehow, I managed to keep my wits about me.
Later,I promised myself.
“How about a tour of Collier?” I asked her.
“Done. Lily showed me around already.”
“Okay, then, how about a tour of Collier within my life? I can show where I work and all that stuff. And maybe we could go into the next town and see about getting a few things for this place?”
“You’re serious about living here?”
I frowned. Of course I was serious.
“I would never joke about something like this. Hell, I’ve never even been in a serious relationship before let alone ask someone to move in with me.”
She opened her mouth to say something about my confession, then shut it again. I decided not to elaborate. She didn’t need to know everything about me, not yet at least.
I could tell she was still digesting the idea. Me too. But if I stopped to think it through too much, I’d just freak out.
