Page 65 of A Family With the Cowboy

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By the timeall the speeches were done, Laura was burning up. She couldn’t wait to be alone with her handsome bridegroom. His arm was lying behind her on her chair, his hand either playing with her hair or drawing circles on her skin.

They’d eaten, but she had no idea what. People had come up to them to congratulate them. She’d smiled and nodded, but wouldn’t be able to repeat a single word. All she’d been acutely aware of the entire evening was Hayden’s warm hand against her back, his steady presence by her side.

“Dance with me?” Hayden said and held out his hand.

The band was playing, but she hadn’t even noticed. “Yes, please.” She smiled as she got up.

The guests cheered as Hayden led them to the dance floor. The music changed and she laughed. “It’s the kissing song!”

“It’s our song.” He smiled as they glided over the floor.

Other couples joined them and soon just about everyone was on the floor.

“You’ve got moves, Cowboy.” She grinned as she easily followed his steps. “And you do kiss me like I’ve never been kissed before.”

“Dancing with you is like making love to you,” he whispered in her ear. “You know exactly what I want.”

And just like that, passion was burning low in her belly. “How long do we have to stay? I’m about to burst into flames…I can’t wait to be with you.”

His eyes darkened and with his jaw clenched, he steered her out of the tent.

“Hayden…”

Grabbing her hand, he ran toward the house. “We’ll be back, but you’re not the only one ready to explode.”

The house was a beehive of waiters moving in and out. Cussing under his breath, Hayden quickly led her to the stairs. Before she realized what he was going to do, he’d picked her up in his arms and was taking the stairs two at a time.

Seconds later, he’d locked the bedroom door and was pulling down the top of her dress. Her breasts sprang free, he dropped his head, and with a growl, he fastened his mouth around a throbbing nipple.

Leaning with her back against the cool wall, her fingers slid into his hair, and she held him close to her. But she was too hungry for him. It had been too long.

“Hayden…” she moaned. “I need you…”

With his eyes on her, his breath ragged, he got rid of his pants before he lifted her dress, his hands gliding up and up her legs. His hand stopped and he smiled—a wicked one that had her knees wobbling. “No panties?”

“Not with the dress.” She pulled him closer. “Now, Hayden, now.”

“Yes, Mrs. Weston,” he said, slipping into her. “Happy to oblige.”

Stars exploded behind her eyes, and as they took that wild ride together, she held on tightly.

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By the timethey returned outside, most of the guests had left.

“Don’t worry, bro,” Becket said. “We didn’t even have to explain. Everybody knew what you were up to.”

His mother shook her head. “I’m sure by now Carol Bingley is already spreading the news.”

Laura had covered her cheeks with her hands. “This town—I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to the gossip!” She looked around. “Has Ellie left? I’ve wanted to thank her.”

“She left right after the ceremony,” Willow said. “When the first cowboy headed her way to ask her to dance, she was out of here.”

“Interesting,” Becket said.

“From the little she’s said about herself,” Arlene said, “it’s clear she has no interest in getting involved with anyone. A pity. She’s a beauty. But you never know…”

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