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Her eyes jump up to mine, and she takes a quick breath before I loop my arms around her waist and pull her to me, lower my lips to hers, and kiss her the way she should be kissed when she looks like this.
Like I never want to let her go.
“Wow,” she whispers when I pull back.
“You know that it’s rude to be more beautiful than the bride, right?”
She laughs now and smooths her hand down my chest. “That’s such a cliché thing to say, but it’s also very sweet. Just wait until you do see the bride. You’ll swallow your tongue.”
“Too late,” I mutter. “Already did. Come on, let’s head over. Are you sure you want to wear heels?”
“The floor in the tent is concrete,” she reminds me. “The ceremony might be grass, but that won’t take long. I want to wear pretty shoes.”
“Then wear them. I’ll carry them for you when you decide your feet can’t take any more torture.”
“That’s chivalrous.” She grins up at me as I escort her to the passenger side of the truck. “Is it true that the guests are being taken over to the event on wagons?”
“Yep. There isn’t space for parking over there yet, so everyone’s going to park by the barn. Rem found some wagons to borrow, and the hands are going to drive people back and forth.”
“That’s super cowboy.”
“Erin’s marrying a cowboy,” I remind her.
“You’re a cowboy, too,” she says, glancing up at my black hat. “And I like it.”
I grin and close her door and then drive her over to the event site, let her out by the tent so she doesn’t have to walk far in those heels, and then drive the truck over to where the family is allowed to park. When I join her in the tent, Summer’s bent over a table, fussing with a centerpiece.
I can’t help myself. I walk up behind her, slide my hand down her ass, and lean into her.
“Someone is likely watching,” she says, but I can hear the smile in her voice.
“But photos aren’t allowed,” I remind her and lean in further to kiss the back of her neck. “I can’t wait to get you home, see how this dress looks on my floor, and sink inside of you.”
I turn her around so I can drag my fingers down her cheek.
“You’re gorgeous, Blondie. I love it when you’re all dolled up. I can’t get enough of you when you’ve got your hair up in a bun and you’re working at the shop, but my favorite Summer? The one that stars in every fantasy I’ve ever had in my life?”
She swallows hard as I lean in to whisper in her ear.
“My favorite is when you’re naked and sweaty, with no makeup, and tangled up in the sheets of my bed. I can’t get enough of that.”
We can hear the wagon rolling up with the first wave of guests, so I kiss her cheek and start to pull back, but she stops me.
“And my favorite,” she says, breathing just a little harder now, “changes daily because I love it when you’re in your uniform. It’s hot, and I don’t care if that’s a cliché. And you’re certainly sexy today. But Chase? When you’re in cowboy mode, with your jeans and boots and hat? It does things to me that I didn’t know were possible. The cowboy cop vibe is epic.”
Shit, I wish that I could bunch that dress up around her waist and take her right here, right now. But that’s not possible.
So, I smile down at her and nuzzle her nose with mine.
“Later,” I promise her, “I’m going to fuck you until you can’t remember your name.”
“I can’t wait.”
“This is a party,” Polly says with a big grin and sips her signature cocktail, which Erin had the bartender make just for this event.
A huckleberry mojito.
“You look amazing,” Summer says to Polly. “You know I’m jealous that you can wear green like that.”
