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“You’re telling me,” she wheezes. “But you have to let me go or he’ll think I abandoned him.”

That tightens my hold. “You’re mine, pretty girl.”

“No, I’m not!” She resumes her pointless struggle. “I belong to him. And tomorrow is our special day.”

That catches me off guard. My muscles loosen enough for her to slip free. Gemma doesn’t waste the opportunity and disappears from sight.

I stumble into the fresh air, ripping the mask off along the way. It does little to gather my composure. After two solid minutes, I finally pull myself together. She’s leaning against a tree in the back yard waiting for me. Her wide grin nearly pummels me all over again.

“Damn, Bronc. I didn’t know you had that in you.”

My smile is a lot less confident. “Did you like it?”

“Loved it!” She squeaks and launches herself at me, latching on like a baby koala. “Thank you, thank you, thank you.”

Rapid fire kisses pepper my face. Her gratitude boggles my brain into lovesick mush. I pull her even closer, not wanting to relinquish this connection.

“Anything for you, baby.”

She purrs into my ear. “Gosh, that was sexy. If we weren’t in public, I’d do very naughty things to you.”

“Oh?” Gravel clogs my throat.

Gemma leans out until our gazes meet. “But that’ll have to wait.”

“Until when?”

“Tomorrow. Weren’t you listening?” Her stare implores mine.

A wave of disbelief almost buckles my knees. “I thought that was part of the scene.”

She shakes her head. “I’m all yours, big boy.”

“All of you?”

“For now,” she hedges.

“I want forever.”

The happy glow in Gemma’s eyes dims. “I appreciate what you’ve done for me, but that’s not on the menu yet.”

“Yet?” My mouth captures hers as the worry melts away. “That just means you need more convincing.”

Best Orgasm of My Life: Where are you?

Me: It’s a surprise.

Best Orgasm of My Life: Look at you answering me right away.

Me: I want you to find me.

Best Orgasm of My Life: Do I get a hint?

Me: There’s only one spot fit for this occasion…

Best Orgasm of My Life: OMW

After another busy shift at the store and farmer’s market, I had to haul ass to get everything ready for Chance. He’d been stuck to me all day like a hired bodyguard. I sent him on another nonsense errand to fetch a very specific kind of horse treats that are only available at a tack shop several towns over. By the time he got back, I was well on my way and nowhere to be found.