Putting his phone away, he got out of the truck.“Morning,” he said as she reached him.
“I thought you’d changed your mind.”
“And miss out on your mom’s cooking?”
“Is that the only reason?”
He bent down and kissed her.It was all he’d been thinking of since he’d woken up.“You know exactly why I’m here, Willow.”He was slightly out of breath.“And if we don’t leave now, we won’t leave at all.”
For a brief moment, something flashed in her eyes, but she turned around and walked to the other side of his truck.He was there before she could open the door.
“I told you I…”
He kissed her again.
“You can’t keep kissing me,” she gasped as he lifted his head.
“For a few more days, I can.Come on, fiancé, get in, I’m hungry.”
Gritting his teeth, he helped her into the truck.Touching her did nothing to assuage the other hunger inside of him but he simply couldn’t help himself.
*
Lunch was strainedto say the least.Willow’s sisters-in-law, bless their merry chattering, tried their best to keep the conversation going, but it was difficult when their husbands weren’t talking but kept looking daggers at her fiancé.
Hunter, his big hand covering hers most of the time, ignored their obvious displeasure while being attentive and sweet and funny, keeping all the women around the table entertained.
When they’d finished lunch, her mom got up.“Hunter, I need your help in the kitchen, please.”
Swallowing a groan, Willow waited.It didn’t take long.
“Why is Grant here?”Hayden asked.
“Sweetie,” Laura touched his arm.“He’s engaged to your sister, of course he’ll be here.Surely, you’ve noticed he can’t take his eyes off Willow?And have you seen her beautiful ring?”
“I’m not like you and Coop,” Hayden grumbled, “but even I know something’s off.I just know it.Willow, he has a ranch in Colorado waiting for him, you know that, don’t you?”
“I know,” Willow nodded.
Becket leaned forward, his face also marred by a huge frown, “Just a few weeks ago, you were still telling everybody you’re never getting married.What happened?”
Willow chuckled.Her brothers meant well, she knew that.“He kissed me.”
Cooper fixed his eyes on her for a minute, but he didn’t say anything.
“So what?You’re getting married and moving to Colorado just because the guy kissed you?”Becket frowned.
“I’ve told you I’m focusing on my exhibition at the moment.”That much was true.“We enjoy being together but any discussion about the wedding or our future will have to wait until after Christmas.I don’t know why you’re behaving like three-year-olds.”
With that, she got up and, picking up a few plates, left for the kitchen.
*
“You shouldn’t mindthe brothers,” Willow’s mom was saying.
Hunter chuckled.“Mrs.Weston…”
“Please, call me Arlene?”
