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I yelp, my heart flitting around my chest like a hummingbird. “What do you—I don’t understand. Stay for the week? Like, stay here?”

He lifts his head, eyebrows snapping together. “You think I’m lettin’ you outta my bed after how good last night was? Sunshine, I’m still weak in the knees.”

I’m smiling, and Wyatt is dipping his tongue inside me, and there’s a soaring feeling inside my chest. Like I’m the hummingbird now, suspended in the air.

“So you’re asking me to stay over all week.”

“Telling you, more like it.” But his eyes meet mine, and I see the question in them.

I giggle.

I giggle like a fucking teenager because what else can I do but give in to the silliness, the joy, that I feel right now?

“I’ll stay.”

“You’d better. But I got one condition. A request actually.”

“Anything.”

“Much as I hate to say it, I do have to let you out of my bed so you can sleep in yours. Just for tonight.”

I scrunch my brow. “So you?—”

“Want you to sleep at your parents’ tonight. Yeah. Trust me, I ain’t crazy about the idea either. But it’s important to me that your parents see I’m doing right by you. Feels a little disrespectful to kidnap you right off the bat. They’ll think we’re having a nonstop fuck fest.”

“But we are having a nonstop fuck fest.”

He smirks. “Just one night. That’s all I’m asking. This way, you’ll have more time to pack. And you bet I’ll be on your doorstep first thing tomorrow to bring you back here.”

I don’t want to leave. But I love that Wyatt is trying to do the right thing here. If we are going to be together for the long haul, we’ll have plenty of time for more sex.

I nod. “Okay. Just one night.”

“Just one night. Then you’re all mine.”

He flashes me a handsome smile of white teeth and full lips, and it’s in that moment when I know—Iknow—I’m not gonna be able to leave this man at the end of December.

Maybe—

Hell, maybe I won’t.

CHAPTER 26

Sally

COME TO JESUS

Mollie picksup my call on the first ring. “So…how was it?”

Closing the bathroom door behind me, I drop the lid onto the toilet and sit. “The date was insane?—”

“Of course the date was insane. I helped Wyatt set it up. I’m talking about the sex.”

I laugh, my heart skipping several beats. “That was insane too.”

“Bet he did yousoright, didn’t he?” Mollie sighs. “I’m telling you, Sally, these cowboys are in a league of their own. I’ve never experienced anything like it.”

I’m downright giddy when I reply, “Neither have I. I’m not sure I’ll ever recover.”