Page 64 of A Cowboy Sugar Cookie Kiss
Fear she’s leaving forever.
“I have the best prize standing right in front of me.” Her words touch my soul.
“The Sprinkle Crown is a desirable Whiskey Ridge Creek tradition.” Faye holds up the crown, not understanding Maggie’s double meaning.
I feel a smile steal my lips. “Are you callin’ me a prize, Maggie Hill?”
“I’m saying I want to be your sugar cookie kiss forever.”
I don’t care whose watching, I take two big steps and haul her against me. All my pain and relief pours out into a passionate kiss. We surprise the room. In the background I can hear gasps and chatter and cheering all balled together. But the only thing I concentrate on is the woman in my arms. Her smell. Her touch. How our souls intertwine perfectly together.
When we part, my hands brush her curls away from the side of her face. “What about your show? Your life in the city?”
“My life was never in the city. It was a step over while I figured out what I wanted.”
“What do you want?”
“Betty’s Granddaughter’s Bakeshop, a cowboy who owns a ranch and loves dogs to bits. I want to stay in my hometown with my family and all the people I love. And I love you, Cole Gray.”
I brush my lips on hers. “I love you, Maggie Hill.”
Cheering pulls us back to the present. Maggie ducks her face in my chest. Embarrassment rides us both.
“But who gets The Sprinkle Crown?” Rita shouts from the crowd.
“Considering we baked all the cookies together, I think it belongs to both of us.” I take the crown from Faye and place it on Maggie’s head. “Beautiful.”
She repositions it with a smile that makes my heart flutter. “I think we should put this in the prize room.” Desire steals that sweet smile of hers. “Together.”
“You’re right,” I agree. “Best place to keep it safe.” I clamp my hand around hers. “We’ll be back,” I announce to everyone.
We rush off the stage. The crowd parts for us and we don’t stop until we’re in the prize room and the door is locked.
I pin her against the door. “Hi.”
Her hands stroke my front. Hi.”
I kiss her hard and hot. She rises on her toes to deepen the kiss.
“I’ll never need more than this. More than you. Everything I want is right in this room. My sweet sugar cookie kiss.”
