“What on earth are you talking about?” Garth sounded seconds from exploding with rage.
“Garth, I love your sister and not in some familial way. I am in love with her.” Lizzie gasped beside him, but he continued. “And, by some lucky set of circumstances, she has given me a chance. I am not giving that up for anything.”
“You love me?” Lizzie gaped at him, the look on her face one of disbelief and hope.
He grabbed her and pulled her close. “Yeah, I love you. It was why I couldn’t let you go through tonight with anyone but me.”
She leaned up, her lips meeting his, soft at first but then more demanding. In the background, he could hear Maddy telling Garth she’d explain what was going on later. When Lizzie slipped her tongue into his mouth, all awareness of anyone but the gorgeous woman in his arms disappeared. All too soon, she pulled away.
“Take me back to the hotel, Brute. We have some unfinished business.”
He didn’t even bother to say good-bye, just scooped Lizzie up into his arms and ran for his truck.
