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He climbs in and waves then blows me a kiss.

“I’ve never understood why you refused to go out with him so many times. I mean…he’s gorgeous and he’s so into you it’s not funny.”

My face turns beet red and I shoot Ruth a glare. “I’ve got my reasons.”

“Well I hope you’re planning to saddle up and ride that cowboy because I know he’s good for more than an eight second ride.” Her wicked smile has me blushing again.

“Stop it! I agreed to go out with him to all the wedding hoopla for my sister. That’s it!”

Her blond eyebrow quirks. “Are you sure that’s all it is? Because I swear I saw drool on your lips a second ago.”

I shove her and cringe internally. “Jesus! Give me a break! He’s not just a hunk of meat.”

She sobers instantly. “No, he’s not. He’s a great guy. Please don’t mess him up. Just give him a chance.”

“I’m not interested in dating. And if I was, it wouldn’t be him and you know why.” It feels like I’m on automatic pilot when I say it.

Ruth nods and sighs. “Just keep what I said in mind.”

“I’ve got to call my mother and get her off the hunt. She’s already sending me texts with photos and 401K information.”

“Jeez! What the hell?”

“Those are the most important requirements for a husband to her.”

“Gross. Well, you take care of that and I’ll see you next week. Hopefully this weekend is a revelation for you!”

I groan and pick up my phone to call my mother. I’d just text her and turn the phone off but she might show up at my door and that’s the last thing I want.

“Mother? You can call off the dogs. I’ve got my own date.”

I grimace when she starts the third degree. I don’t know much about James’s life currently so I just wing it.

After all, I doubt if she knows anything about him either. He doesn’t exactly move in her circles.

We make a great couple because I don’t want to move in them either. And as soon as this farce is over, I’ll make sure she understands that.

Or die trying.

CHAPTER4

James

Itake a deep breath and hold it when I tap on the door to Bri’s place. I’ve never been here and I feel like a bunch of butterflies are loose in my belly.

But it’s not for any reason except the woman who opens the door to me.

“You’re beautiful, Bri.”

She’s wearing a long dress in wine red that clings to all of her lush curves, caressing them like a lover. Her long, dark hair is up and threaded with stunning crystals that shimmer among the deep brown strands. Her makeup is tasteful and subdued except for a deep cranberry lipstick that makes me dream about those lips wrapped around my dick while she’s on her knees in front of me.

She rolls her dark eyes and shakes her head. “Seriously? You know this is not a real date. You don’t have to say those kinds of things to me.”

A frown crosses my face. “I know that you think that. But this is real, princess. I’m counting this as a date. I’m counting all the hoopla as dates. And I’m going to make you want more. That’s my goal and no matter what you say, I’m gonna win. You’re gonna want me. You’re gonna want it all from me.”

Her mouth falls open and I swear to god it feels like my dick is about to bust through my pants. I shift uncomfortably. One thing I don’t want to do right now is let Brianna know what’s going on down south. Knowing her she’d turn right back around and call her mom and tell her that she isn’t going to be there.

That doesn’t work for me.

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