Page 22 of Make Me Crazy (Loco, Texas 2)

“Yeah.”

Reaching up behind her head, he watched as she released the brown strands, fanning them out with her fingers. “How’s that?”

“Beautiful,” he said, sliding his hands into her hair and pulling her mouth to his.

“I’m not,”she whispered between kisses.

“What,” he asked.

“I’m not beautiful,” she repeated.

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nbsp; “I think you are,” he said, moving his mouth along her jaw to her neck.

“You are such a liar,” she said, but he caught the way her neck tilted to the side to give him better access and smiled against her skin.

Continuing his slow decent down to the edge of her t-shirt. “Am not.”

She reached her hand up and ran her finger tips over his neck, making him forget exactly what they were arguing about and he was uncomfortably aware that his hard on was nearly perfectly nestled against the apex of her thighs.

Pulling away from her, he looked up and asked, “What are we doing?”

“What? I like kissing you.” Her fingers were playing with the back of his neck and it was distracting as hell.

“Yeah I like it too, but aren’t you supposed to be looking for a husband,” he asked, and her fingers stopped moving.

“Yeah. And I was thinking maybe you could help me out with that,” she said.

“How am I going to do that,” he asked, his chest tightening with anxiety.

Her cheeks blossomed pink. “By teaching me how to kiss and anything else I need to know.”

That wasn’t the answer he had been expecting and instead of being relieved, he was irritated. “So you can practice on me, and then use what you’ve learned to snare some poor sap? I thought you wanted a marriage in name only, anyway?”

She shrugged, which infuriated him more. “I don’t really know what I want anymore. All I do know is I’m about to lose my ranch and I can’t let that happen.”

He didn’t like her pleading look. Rand never begged for anything, and she looked like she was three seconds away from falling to her knees and clasping her hands. “You know how to kiss.”

He almost didn’t hear her, her voice was so quiet. “But I’ve never done…anything else before.”

“Rand, are you saying you’re a virgin?” He asked the question, unable to conceal his surprise. He knew she didn’t really date, but he figured she had just been sly about it.

She tried to look away but he caught her chin. “Are you?”

“Yeah,” she said hesitantly, but her eyes suddenly flared and she added, “By choice. I didn’t want anyone talking about me and my private matters.”

He almost asked if he had been her first kiss, but thought it might put her over the edge. Releasing her chin, he tucked her hair behind her ear gently. “Lesson number one: Leave your hair down. Guys like long hair.”

“It gets in my way,” she protested.

“I thought you wanted my advice and expertise,” he countered.

She frowned. “I do.”

“Then take my advice. Anytime you aren’t working, wear your hair down.” Tangling his hands in the brown curtain, he pulled her down and kissed her right under the ear.

“Fine,” she whispered and he trailed his mouth back to hers.

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