Page 16 of My Rancher Valentine

I pulled into the parking lot of the hotel and parked, but didn’t move. Making her angry wouldn’t help my cause. I let out a breath and turned my body toward her.

“I’m sorry I upset you.” I couldn’t apologize for caring about her safety.

“Whatever.” She opened the door, but I reached for her hand, and she closed it.

“I am sorry, Kat.” I rubbed my thumb over the back of her hand. “I just want you to be safe.”

“I’m not really your fiancée, remember?”

“You don’t have to be my fiancée for me to worry about you,” I told her. “You might not think of me as a friend, but I consider you one. I would worry about anyone trying to drive home this late at night.”

She looked down at our hands joined together. “You really need to stop doing that.”

“Doing what?”

“Touching me like we are really together.” Her voice was so soft. “It confuses things.”

I tried to tamp down my excitement. “Things or you?” I tugged her closer.

Her eyes came up to mine. “I’m not going to jump into bed with you.”

“I never thought you would.” I trailed my hand up her arm.

“I’m not sleeping with you either.”

“Judges are still out on that one.” I cupped the back of her neck.

“And I’m definitely not falling for you.”

My laugh was dark. “If you say so.”

I pulled her the small distance between us and let my lips capture hers.

Chapter 7

Kat

My hand reached out and grabbed onto Beau’s shirt. I think I planned on pushing him away, but I pulled him closer. I heard a click and felt my seatbelt slide against my chest. The next thing I knew, I was pressed into Beau and he was kissing me in earnest.

I let go of his shirt. Again, I meant to push him away, yet my hand found its way into the back of his hair. My mouth opened under his as his tongue slipped in and found mine. Both of us moaned at the same time.

“God, Kat.” He groaned my name and lifted me onto his lap. My legs split to give room. His steering wheel pushed into my back, forcing me even closer. His arms went around my waist and behind me. It was like he still needed me closer. I had never felt this level of passion in my life, and it was addicting.

“We can’t do this.” I found the strength to back away.

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