Page 87 of One Reckless Moment

Everything felt completely different now. There was a massive shift since our night in Vegas, and truthfully I had no interest in going back to how it was before. I wanted to keep Paige in my life, but if she didn’t want to stay married I also had to respect that—as painful as that would be.

We drove for six hours until we hit the small town we would be staying in for the month. There were four events coming up before we wrapped up for the summer and returned to Ashton Creek.

For the first time, I looked forward to returning to my normal life. The allure of the road and the excitement of competition had faded. When I started this journey, I was looking for something within myself. I was seeking adventure—seeing what was out there. The last two weeks proved that my life was great just as it was.

I pulled into the driveway of the rental and helped Paige unload her bags before walking them inside. Paige paused at the first bedroom doorway. Without asking, I brushed past her into the master.

She followed me with a nervous look on her face. “We’re staying together?”

I chuckled deeply. “If you think you’re not sleeping in my bed every night, then we need to have a serious conversation.”

We actually did have to have that conversation, but the smile on Paige’s face said she wasn’t going to argue. I dropped her bag in the corner of the room and scooped her onto the bed.

“How are you feeling?” I asked, pushing a lock of hair out of her face.

“A little weird.” She sighed and let her head drop to the mattress. “The last two weeks felt like a month, and now that everything is slowing down I can actually breathe.”

“It’s been a lot, but I think the time at home was really good for us.”

“I think so, too,” she whispered.

I leaned down and brushed my lips against hers. She opened her mouth for me immediately as my tongue slipped inside. She let out a moan that had my dick coming to life. I pushed up onto my elbow so I was hovering over her as I brushed my fingers to the back of her head and fisted her hair. I trailed kisses across her jaw until my mouth was against her ear.

“I think we have a new problem now,” I whispered, holding her head back so she couldn’t move.

“What is that?” she whispered back.

“Tweedle-dumb and tweedle-dipshit will be able to hear you every time you scream on my cock,” I gritted out.

Paige burst into laughter and pushed me away. “Sucks to be you.”

She stood out of bed and started unzipping her suitcase.

“We’ll just have to be quiet,” I offered, walking up behind her.

“Or maybe you just won’t get lucky.” She shrugged and continued unpacking her clothes.

I slapped her ass, eliciting a squeal from her. “Not likely, Pip.”

Once we were settled in, we decided to wander into town to get dinner. We ended up at a dive bar called The Wild Boar. We had two days before the next rodeo started so we had some time to relax and adjust back into this mindset.

Tweety and Paige were in a heated game of pool as Buck and I sat at a table off to the side. I brought the cold beer bottle up to my lips and took a long pull as my eyes trailed up and down the girl in front of me. Seeing Paige bent over a pool table did things to me I didn’t want to admit out loud. She made me feel like I was sixteen again and had never touched a woman.

“Are you ever going to tell me the real story?” Buck asked, startling me from my thoughts. I ripped my eyes away from Paige’s ass and arched my brow at him.

“What do you mean?”

“Look, I’m not judging whatever you guys are doing, okay? But I was on this trip when you two could barely be in the same room without us worrying about one of you setting it on fire. Then you were married and living this grand love story for everyone to see.” He shrugged. “Just kind of weird.”

What was I supposed to say?

I could tell him the truth, but Paige and I hadn’t talked about that either. We were legally married so who cared if it came out now that we weren’t actually dating when we tied the knot? It wasn’t like it made our marriage any less real, but it did diminish the connection that we were building. If people knew the truth they might talk about us like we weren’t actually good together.

That would be a damn shame.

“It’s complicated,” I grunted, letting my gaze drift back to Paige as she flicked her blonde hair over her shoulder.

“Wanna elaborate?”