“I’m fine.” He shrugged out of his denim jacket and draped it over a nearby chair.
She angled her head slightly, her expression curious. “What did you want to show me?”
“This morning I came across a heifer giving birth and I snapped a few photos.” He pulled out his phone and showed her pictures of the heifer licking her baby and nudging it to stand.
She studied each photo, her lips forming a provocative O that almost did Sly in. “Aww, so sweet.”
“I figured you’d want to see them,” he said, desire making his voice rough.
Oblivious of his need, she handed him back the phone. “You could’ve forwarded these to me and saved yourself the trip. You still should, so I can show the kids at the daycare.”
“I will. I didn’t send them because there’s another reason I stopped by.” He slid the phone into his back pocket. “There’s something I forgot to give you last Saturday.”
She frowned. “Oh?”
He stepped closer and stared into her beautiful eyes. “Unless you stop me, I’m going to kiss you again.” In answer, she went up on her toes and wrapped her arms around his neck. She was fine-boned and barely reached his shoulders. Yet as small and delicate as she was compared to his big frame, she fit as if she’d been made for him.
He’d imagined he remembered how good she tasted, but he hadn’t realized she tasted quite like this. Sweet and cinnamony and something indefinable. She was intoxicating, and he wanted to kiss her forever—and a lot more. He urged her lips apart and tangled his tongue with hers. She made the sound heremembered from their night together, a mixture of a moan and a sigh that drove him wild.
She wriggled closer. God above, he wanted her. Smart or dumb, right or wrong, he definitely wanted to keep doing this, keep seeing her. Sliding his hands down her spine, he cupped her hips, bringing her tight against the part of him that was already rigid with desire.
Suddenly she tensed and pushed her hands against his chest. “Stop, Sly.”
Reluctantly, he stepped away.
“What was that for?” she asked, frowning but looking thoroughly kissed and sexy as all get-out.
“I’ve been wanting to do that since the afternoon at the daycare.” He ran his finger over her lush pink bottom lip, watching with satisfaction as her mouth opened a fraction and her eyes lost focus. “I’m glad I did.”
Though she attempted to hold on to her stern expression, she didn’t appear to be sorry, either.
“Dani says you two scheduled a get-together,” he said.
“That’s right, in a few weeks.”
Lana didn’t invite him to sit down, and he guessed she was about to ask him to leave. “You probably heard what happened at the gas station last weekend,” he said, wanting to talk about it before she kicked him to the curb.
She shook her head. “No.”
“Your cousin tried to punch me out.”
Her eyebrows arched in surprise. “He didn’t.”
“Yep.” Remembering, Sly scrubbed his hand over his face. “Our lawyers have been going back and forth.” He hoped things got resolved and settled quickly, because he needed that money yesterday.
Not wanting to get into that, though, he sniffed the air. “I smell paint.” He nodded at the smudge on her cheek. “That’s a nice shade of green.”
Lana touched the spot. Her cheeks reddened. “Why didn’t you tell me there was paint on my face?”
“I had other things on my mind.” His gaze dropped to her mouth, and damned if he didn’t want to kiss her again.
Swallowing, she glanced away. “I’ve been working on the spare bedroom, making it into the nursery.”
“I’d like to see it,” he said.
“Sure. Follow me.”
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