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“Depends how important a call. I’d rather be at your beck and call. Now bring that sexy mouth over here.”
I sidled across the seat and he fisted his hand in my hair to drag me closer. His lips touched mine and almost immediately, he was devouring me, his tongue sweeping in to explore as if he couldn’t get enough of me.
The feeling was mutual.
A sharp knock at the window had us flying apart so fast that I banged my knee on the console hard enough to swear a blue streak.
“Filthy mouth you have.” He licked his lips as if he’d tasted something particularly sweet. “I like it.”
He turned toward the window, rolling it down and plastering an easy smile on his face as if he hadn’t just had his tongue down my throat.
The older woman with a chic silver hairstyle and a heavy barn coat only smiled fondly. “I remember those days. Christian, introduce me to your girl.”
Christian’s jaw locked and he swallowed deeply before he shot me a quick, semi-panicked look. Already I’d learned socializing was never his favorite thing. “Laverne Ronson, this is my—Honey. Honey McNeill, this is Laverne. She owns Happy Acres orchard. And she occasionally can be bribed by hardworking public servants.”
“Aww, she’s your Honey? How sweet. Nice to meet you, lovely.”
I laughed. “My name is actually Honey.”
“Oh! Even better. Though I think you are his Honey.” She winked at Christian and motioned us out of the truck. “Come on. We’ve got heaters on the hayride. You won’t freeze.” She made her eyes wide. “Unless there was another reason you were hiding out in the truck…”
“Nope, we’re good.” Christian hopped out of the truck so fast I had no choice but to giggle to myself.
I didn’t know how he could be so sexy and so cute at the same time. It was one of life’s biggest mysteries.
Hurriedly, I jumped out of the truck and joined Laverne and Christian by the fence where the horse-drawn wagon was waiting for us. I went right for the gray horse, petting his flanks and whispering to him before I did the same with the all black mare beside him. So beautiful.
“Aren’t they beauts?” A guy wearing a black cowboy hat called down to me from the driver’s seat.
“They sure are.”
He flashed me a grin. “You know, we don’t do private rides.”
“No?” I didn’t think so. “My—Christian pulled some strings,” I said glancing over my shoulder to where he was still chatting avidly with Laverne. He was mostly listening. “He had to work earlier but we’d had plans and with the season ending…”
“A beautiful lady like you should be treated special, so I’m all for it.” He gestured behind himself into the wagon, empty save for the bales of hay that served as seating. “Take a seat.”
“Yes, take a seat.” Christian spoke against my ear, making me shiver before he gave me a boost up.
With an added surreptitious ass squeeze I did not object to.
I picked a hay bale in the back and Christian sat behind me, spreading his long legs so I could sit in the vee of his legs. I also did not object to that, even if it brought me against the obviously hard column in his pants.
This might be a more uncomfortable ride than I’d expected.
Laverne came up along the side of the wagon, her arms full of a thick butter soft blanket she handed to us. A little girl with blond pigtails hurried up beside her, sloshing cider over the sides of plastic cups. “This is my granddaughter Avery. Here for the week with her parents for Thanksgiving.”
Avery smiled, showing a gap in her smile as she handed over the cider. “Thank you for taking one of our hayrides. Hope you enjoy it.”
“Don’t forget the cider donuts, Avery.”
Avery produced a white bakery bag from under her arm and held it out to Christian. “Still warm,” she said proudly before running off even as her grandmother called after her.
Laverne shook her head. “First time helping out here. Her father isn’t big on pleasantries either so I suspect she takes after him.”
“I know someone like that,” I commented, shooting a sly glance at Christian as I sipped my warm cider and tried not to swoon. It was perfectly flavored with smoky apples and cinnamon and warmed me up from the inside out.
“Do you? I haven’t met them.” Christian smiled at Laverne. “Thanks so much for all of this. This is above and beyond, Laverne.”
