Page 67 of Tequila Burn


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“Now that we’ve got that out of the way.” The side of his mouth tips up in a smile. “What do you say we head back to the bedroom and I can spend the next two hours reminding you how much I need you?” He leans forward and kisses my jaw. “How much I want you.” His lips slide across my cheek as he speaks. “How much I love you,” he whispers against my lips before pressing a soft kiss there too.

I melt at the tenderness of the moment, especially given how we were yelling at each other ten minutes ago.

I nod only once before Hudson lifts me off my feet and into his arms. I wrap my legs around his waist, my mouth finding his as he carries me into the bedroom, kicking the door shut behind us.

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“There you are,” Starrsays as I step up to where she, Sandy, and Chelsea are all huddled at the back of the pit.

“Sorry. I was backstage with Hudson,” I say, having had no desire to watch Annabelle perform.

“And how is our hot country star?” My sister gives me a knowing smile.

“Perfect,” I say, knowing that’s exactly how our afternoon was after we got our little tiff out of the way. “I figured you’d be up there.” I gesture to the front of the pit next to the stage.

“These two didn’t want to and I didn’t want to be up there by myself.”

“Awe, you poor thing.” I pout my lip in mock sympathy, my attention going to the stage when the lights dim.

There is nothing better than outdoor concerts after the sun goes down. There’s something so magical about watching the way the lights reflect across the crowd, the star filled sky acting as the perfect backdrop to an emotionally charged song, or the way one sole spotlight illuminates the artist during a slow ballad.

Of course, that’s all made even better when the artist on that stage is Hudson.

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