Fuck, her smile lights up this whole goddamn room.
I chuckle when I think about her calling me Sheriff Cowboy earlier and how she said she wished I could’ve joined her. She’s getting braver with me. Not as shy. And fuck, do I love it.
The girls get some drinks and a plate of nachos before claiming a table, and from the back of the tent, I continue to glance their way as I keep watch. I notice Sarah go off with some cowboy, and when two men in their own cowboy hats approach their table only a few moments later, my body goes tight, fists clenching. I don’t want her dancing with another guy. Jade may not be mine yet, but she will be.
When Wren takes off with one of them and the other walks away from the table without Jade, my fists relax and I’m feeling damn good. From here, the guy looked physically attractive, so I’m curious why she turned him down. My chest puffs at the thought that it could be because of me.
Before any other fucker decides to ask her to dance, I head over there to claim her for myself.
“Wanna dance?” I lean over her shoulder, whispering into her ear. Her breath catches, and I watch goosebumps dot her skin as my voice coasts down her. I’d love nothing more than to lick those spots with my tongue.
Her head turns, and she smiles up at me before pulling her lip into her mouth and giving me a nod. “Why, Sheriff Cowboy, I’d love to.” I chuckle as she places her hand in mine, and as I drag her out to the dance floor, I have to fight the twitch of my cock at the thought of her body up against mine.
I pull her in tight, placing one hand on the small of her back, and I can’t help but notice the little gasp she makes as her body becomes flush with mine. It’s good to know she’s as affected by our closeness as I am.
Despite the smell of all the bodies around us, I inhale the scent of her lavender perfume, getting hints of honey with it. I bet she tastes as good as she smells.
We dance to an upbeat country song, and when I dip her back, she lets out an unrestrained, light and beautiful laugh that’s like music to my ears, and the desire to lean down and kiss her neck is strong. I pull her up, swinging her into my chest, and my heart picks up at the feeling of her like this. All her soft curves, and the feel of her breasts pushed up against me. I swallow as my mouth goes dry.
Gripping her hip, I fight against the hard on in my pants. The last thing I need is for the entire town to see their sheriff sporting a stiffy.
The song ends far sooner than I would have liked, but I spin her out and give her a little dip to end it. She’s breathless and panting, and blood roars through my veins as I imagine other ways to have her panting and breathless. I picture her naked beneath me and have to hold back a groan. That fucking did it. My cock is hard as a fucking rock right now. Our eyes lock, and the air thickens around us. I watch as her eyes dart to my mouth,and when little tendrils of her hair fall in her face, I gently brush them back, letting my hands stay to caress her cheek. Her breathing quickens, and I begin to pull her up to kiss her when she’s snatched from my arms.
What the fuck?
I look over at Sarah to glare, but she’s already in conversation with Jade. My phone pings and when I pull it out, I see it’s a text from Hayes telling me Wren was feeling dizzy so he’s going to drive her home. My ears pick up on the conversation between Sarah and Jade, and when I catch my name, I listen more closely.
“I’ll be safe, I promise. Love you!” Sarah kisses Jade’s cheek and takes off towards the doorway where her cowboy is waiting.
“I guess it’s just me and Wren you have to drive home now,” Jade says with a shrug.
I hold up my phone for her to read the text from Hayes. “Actually, it’s just you.” Her eyes stare at the screen for a beat before I watch the column of her neck move as she swallows and then meets my eyes.
“So, it’ll just be the two of us?” she asks with a breathy whisper, and fuck, I wonder what she’s thinking.
“Looks that way.” My voice comes out gravelly, thinking about the two of us all alone.
“Then take me home, Sheriff Cowboy.”
“Thanks for the ride,” Jade says to me as I pull into her driveway and put the car into park. The drive home was silentbut not uncomfortable. I could feel her glancing at me, and I wish I knew what was on her mind. Was she thinking about how it felt to be in my arms? Because I, for one, will have the feeling of her body against me ingrained into my mind for the rest of time.
“Of course,” I tell her. “I hope you had a good time tonight?”
“I did.” She smiles into the darkness of the car and begins to unbuckle. “I love watching the rodeo. It’s always so much fun.”
“What’s your favourite part?” I ask, wanting to know every little thing about her I can.
“I like the barrel racing and the trick riders. Though Hayes was phenomenal tonight for the broncs. It was a lot of fun to watch.”
I know it’s stupid, but I hate that she said Hayes was phenomenal. Don’t get me wrong, he’s a talented rider, but I don’t want her thinking of him as anything more.
“Yeah. He’s pretty good,” I say. “Did Wren tell you she used to ride?” I ask, trying to get the conversation off my playboy brother.
She nods. “She did. That must have been so scary for you all.”
“For a while, we thought we’d lost her.”
I watch as Jade worries her bottom lip into her mouth. I can’t tell if she’s just thinking about Wren or if something else is on her mind, but then in a voice so quiet I almost don’t hear it, she says, “I used to have a horse.”
