“You did it.” I catch her face in my hands, right there on Main Street, right in front of the bank’s plate-glass windows. “You were incredible in there.”
She grins up at me. “Daniel Sutton, we just saved your ranch.”
“Our ranch.” I kiss her. Deep and thorough and completely inappropriate for a Tuesday morning on a public sidewalk. When I pull back, she’s flushed and laughing. “Mrs. Sutton.”
Her smile could power the whole county. “Say it again.”
“Mrs. Sutton.” I thread my fingers through hers. “Come on. Let’s go home.”
Home. Our home. The ranch we just saved together.
I stop walking. Turn to face her fully.
“This is just the beginning,” I tell her. “This was the first win, Delaney. There are going to be so many more.”
Her eyes go bright. Wet.
“Don’t make me cry in the bank parking lot,” she warns.
“Too late.” I kiss her forehead. “Get in the truck. I’m taking my wife home to celebrate.”
“Is that what we’re calling it?”
“Among other things.”
Her laughter follows us all the way home.
Chapter 16
Daniel
The second we step into the bedroom, my wife closes the door behind us and pushes me toward the bed.
“You know what I kept thinking about in that meeting?” Delaney asks, her hands splayed on my chest.
“How much you wanted to murder my tie?” I mumble, kissing my way up her neck.
“Besides that.” She nudges me until I sit on the edge of the bed. “I kept thinking about this. About coming home with you. About celebrating properly.”
“This is pretty proper.” I grip her hips, pressing my lips to her stomach through her shirt. “Very dignified.”
“Liar.” She rocks her hips, and I groan. “You're thinking about bending me over every flat surface in this house.”
“How did you?—”
“Because I’m thinking the same thing.” She reaches behind her for the zipper of her skirt. “Starting with this bed.”
The skirt drops to the floor. She’s wearing nothing underneath.
“Jesus Christ.” I reach for her, but she pushes me onto my back.
“My turn.” She palms me through my pants, squeezing my hard cock.
I nearly come off the bed. “Delaney?—”
“Shhh. Let me take care of you.”
“You’ve been taking care of me.” I catch her wrist, bring her hand to my mouth, and press a kiss to her palm. “Let me return the favor.”
