Page 38 of The Cowboy's Unlikely Love

“Yes, much.” Actually, it felt like perfection—heaven on earth. She slipped her arm around his waist and pulled him to her.

He chuckled. “Now that’s more like it, honey.” He kissed her temple and whispered, “Good night.”

Although he was soon asleep, she lay awake listening to the slowing rain and the sound of the thunder moving off. It’d been a hell of a storm—and she had it to thank for the most wonderful night of her life. She inhaled, taking in Colt’s warm scent one more time, locking it into her memory along with the taste of him. She’d never known that men like him existed. Gentle, kind, intelligent, and terribly strong. He was as perfect a specimen of a man as God had ever made, and she was the luckiest woman in the world that he had chosen her.

Chapter Ten

Several days later, Colt was lying with his head and shoulders under the bathroom sink cabinet, determined to replace the leaky faucets with the new set that he’d purchased in Abilene the day before.

Neither he nor Taylor had mentioned their night in the hunting blind and the fact that they’d made love to each other. He wanted to talk to her about it. He wanted to find out how she felt—was she okay with it? Or did she regret the entire experience? However, she hadn’t seemed open to that kind of conversation the few times that he’d caught her alone. As if to prevent him from bringing it up, she’d start talking about something completely different.

She didn’t seem upset, though. In fact, she appeared happier than he’d ever seen her. He’d even heard her humming to herself as she cut up vegetables for dinner last night. The sound had warmed him inside—it was evidence that she’d relaxed the walls around herself that had been there since he’d met her.

He picked up his phone and called Dillan. “Hey, bro, just thought I’d check in. How are you?”

“We’re all getting along fine, but I know you, buddy—you didn’t call just to chitchat. What’s up?”

Colt smiled. His friend knew him so well. He told Dillan then about Jeb and the trouble he was causing.

“Damn. Is that guy nuts, or what?”

“Theor whatis the thing I have to worry about. I think the guy’s serious enough to get gunplay involved.”

“Let me know if you need help. I’m here for you,” Dillan said.

“Thanks, bro. I will.” He wanted to talk to his friend about Taylor, but he couldn’t figure out how to bring it up.

In the silence that followed, Dillan said, “Okay, spit it out. What else is going on?”

Colt chuckled quietly, then told Dillan about spending the night with Taylor in the blind and how they’d made love. “I’m telling you, Dillan, I’ve never experienced anything like it with a woman. I can’t describe it, not my feelings—not how she felt as I held her in my arms. It changed something in me. That’s all I can say.”

Dillan was silent for a moment. “Wow, that’s deep, my friend. I’m really happy for you. So, what are you going to do about it?”

“I’m not sure. We haven’t talked about it since, and I don’t know how to bring it up. It’s like she wants to act like it didn’t happen, and I don’t know what to do about that. Does she think we went too far? She didn’t seem shy that night. I just don’t know what it is.”

“You’ll figure it out, bud. Something like this, you don’t just let it pass. Am I right?”

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