“Mmmm… these are amazing.” The small moans emanating from her mouth were driving me insane.
I reached across and grabbed the bag from her. “Okay… and we’re done with those.”
Her face turned into a pout as she looked at me.
“If I give them back, can you be quiet while eating them? Because those noises you’re making are driving me to think about things that I shouldn’t be thinking about with you right now.”
A shy smile peeked out from her lips and she shook her head.
“Beau Montgomery, are you having dirty thoughts over there?”
“Ah, ah, ah—I wouldn’t be a gentleman if I answered that question right now.”
Her eyes grew wide as she realized what I was saying. “Oh! Okay…”
“Fireworks are going to start soon. Let’s get comfortable.”
Leaning back against the window of the truck, I figured she would line up pillows and settle back against them. When she scooted between my legs and leaned against my chest, my soul felt whole. Complete. I wanted so badly to wrap my arms around her waist and hold her tight but I didn’t know if that was allowed and I didn’t want to force anything on her that she wasn’t ready for yet. But when she pulled my arms around her, I gladly did it. She was leading this rodeo between us. I was just along for the ride.
I slowly swayed back and forth in the back of the truck bed with her in my arms and it felt so right. For once the stars were aligning for us. It wasn’t even five minutes before shades of purple, red, orange, and white glowed in the distance. Shooting up from a nearby field, creating magical lines of color, a contrast against the midnight black sky, before fizzling off in lines of stardust rainfall.
I closed my eyes and revelled in the moment. Her body pressed against mine. My arms around her. My hands entwined with hers. I no longer had to picture what a perfect night would be. I was witnessing it right now. I pressed my lips gently to the back of her head before resting my chin on it.
“Happy Fourth of July, sweetheart. Best one to date,” I whispered softly into her ear and she turned fully, looking at me.
This moment was it. Fireworks against a canvas lighting the background of our love.
“It’s perfect,” I said as her eyes caught mine, drifting then to my lips.
“What’s perfect?”
“It’s our moment baby. Are you ready for that life-changing kiss I promised?”
Her gaze fell to my lips again as her tongue slipped out and moistened her own. She nodded her consent and it didn’t take long to realize what was happening.
I leaned in, one hand tangling through her hair, the other on the curve of her chin. The first touch of our lips was cautious, experimental. Just a taste, a tease. It wasn’t good enough. I wanted so much more than that. She tilted her head, giving me more access to her lips and I took it all. I took everything from that kiss. Our mouths fused together and I drank from her. Every noise. Tongues entwined and made the most beautiful dance. A symphony of firsts, beating hearts, and the promise of love. God, it was perfect. She was perfect.
She threw herself into that kiss. Giving me everything words couldn’t express. Telling me everything that she couldn’t say out loud. Maybe it made me a weaker man, but I’d never felt these types of feelings before and I hoped that I got to keep them. I hoped that this would lead to many more kisses. Much more of everything because I didn’t want anything less. She’d already ruined me.
Pulling away, a flush kissed her cheeks.
“Wow…”
“I don’t even think wow describes that kiss, darlin’. We’re making our own fireworks tonight, that’s for sure.” I kissed her temple again, fighting the urge to take her lips once more. I noticed movement behind Cassidy Mae when I pulled away.
My eyes found Reagan sitting in the row of trucks parked in front of us. Two thumbs up in the air and a smile across her face. I shook my head and turned away, not noticing that Cassidy Mae had also seen Rea.
“Well, looks like we have a cheerleader tonight.” She whispered shyly.
“Yeah… I don’t think we’re gonna live that one down. Better be glad she’s farther away than normal too or else there would’ve been catcalls and whistling.”
“So true…You know… I’m finding it harder and harder to resist you, Beau. What do you suggest I do about that?”
A smirk crosses my face and I lean in to kiss the corner of her mouth. “Well sweetheart, there’s an easy answer to that. Don’t. Give in to me. To us.”
We spent the rest of the time watching the fireworks light up the night sky, wrapped up in each other. I didn’t want this night to end. I wanted to keep her a little longer.
We stayed up way too late. Driving around in his truck until 2am laughing and talking about whatever came to our minds.
There’s just something about a sexy man, a truck, and curvy roads that made me want to let down all my boundaries and give into everything. Or maybe there’s just something about Beau that calls to me. There’s just a tiny part of my brain that says I can’t fully. Not until I know what happened with Andrew. Have they found the body? Has he been declared dead by the state?
I’d been sitting in the living room drinking tea while catching up on the latest tips for getting a barrel horse set up back into the arena.
