I pull back enough to breathe, and Mae sighs. “You’ve gotten to be a good kisser.”
“I’ve had practice,” she says, and I can hear the smile in her voice.
I scoff. “I better be the only practice you’re getting,” I mumble.
“Nah, I’ve got a couple of guys on the side. They even give me pointers. But you don’t know them.”
I chuckle drawing my hand up her back. “I know just about everyone in this town, stubborn. And you can rest assured I’ll bury them where no one will ever find them.”
She hums. “Someone sounds a little jealous.”
“Immensely,” I growl and take her mouth again.
Mae bites my lower lip, and it makes me want her more. She rolls her hips against my thigh, and all the blood rushes between my legs.
“We need to stop,” she gasps.
“I know, but you can be quiet, can’t you?” I rumble, still holding her to me.
“Not with you,” she whispers.
I smile at that. “Way to boost a man’s ego.”
“That’s what I’m here for,” she sighs and wiggles away from my thigh.
I’d like to keep this going, but she’s right.
“Night, Coop,” she whispers.
“Goodnight, stubborn.”
As Mae’s breathing evens out, I can’t close my eyes. The what if’s of someone taking my kid from me roll through my head in endless directions, like a waking nightmare, and for the first time since I got Naomi in, I’m terrified of what could happen.
Chapter 40
Mae
Iworetheslipdress with lace, and Cooper not only pitched a fit but made us late to dinner.
I guess the dress worked.
After we ate together at the diner, we ended up at the Wooden Cowboy.
Cooper pulls me onto the dance floor with a wide smile and spins me around before pulling me in close.
I grin at him. “I love that smile,” he says.
“Are you flirting with me, Cooper Hayes?” He chuckles and kisses my cheek. “Depends, do I have a chance?”
“Hmm … I don’t know, maybe. You’ll have to try a little harder.”
He chuckles, dropping his hand to the small of my back. “I know I said it before, but I love this dress, and I’m looking forward to watching it fall to the floor.”
He leans back to look at me with heat in his eyes. I bite my lower lip as my skin tingles.
“That works,” I rasp.
“I thought it might,” he says with a smug smile.
