Page 78 of Stuck Bayou


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“I’ll cuddle you double later,” he told her.

The smile she gave him from where she was wrapped up on the sled made his heart skip a beat.

Fuck, he was gone for her. Done. She was the one he wanted.

Do not tell her you love her. Yes, this moment seems pretty sweet and romantic and perfect, but don’t fucking say it.

He cleared his throat. “Hold on tight, City Girl.” Then he moved to the ATV, got on, and started it up.

Henry had told him the best path to take and he started off slowly, letting them both get used to how the sled moved over the snow and the rises and dips. But he was eventually able to increase the speed and they slid over the hills, laughing as the chilly air bit their cheeks.

He took her out to a small grove of evergreen trees Henry had directed him to.

It wasn’t officially a Christmas tree farm, but when he pulled up next to the one he’d decorated especially for Savannah and shut off the ATV, her happy tears, the huge hug she gave him, and the, “Theodore Taggart, I’m going to doanythingyou want in bed tonight,” he assumed he’d gotten this right.

“Well, I couldn’t get any reindeer,” he said, wrapping his arms around her from behind and resting his chin on top of her head as they looked at the Christmas tree. “I guess you’ll have to come to Autre to see those.”

She squeezed his arms. “I’ll definitely do that.”

It was getting harderand harder not to just blurt out, “I’m falling in love with you.”

Savannah was snuggled up next to Theo in the arm chair where they’d sat the night before. The fire was burning, they had mugs of cocoa again—this time with caramel vodka—and they were covered with a cozy blanket. But they were just cuddling now.

They’d had a magical day.

They’d made snow angels and built a snow man out by the Christmas tree Theo had taken her to. He’d let her ride on the ATV with him back up to the house afterward.

Then they’d showered together to warm up, had sex against the shower wall, then gone downstairs for lunch, and board games with other guests. They’d watched two movies snuggled up in bed, made love again, then come downstairs for dinner.

And now she felt sleepy, and so damned content she almost couldn’t believe it.

This was…more than she could have come up with if she’d scripted this trip. Better than a TV Christmas movie.

Theo Taggart sure as hell felt like her boyfriend. And she wanted that. She wanted it to last. She wanted it when they got back to Autre. She wanted it when she traveled home to New York next time. She wanted it no matter where she was. Even if he wasn’t with her every time, she wanted to call him to check in. She wanted to text with him. She wanted to pick up little souvenirs to take home to him.

She was in so much trouble.

She was on the verge of becomingveryclingy.

To a guy who not only seemed happily single but lived alone miles away from civilization on the Louisiana bayou in the dark with only alligators and mosquitos to keep him company.

Fuck.

“You okay?” he asked when he felt her heave a big sigh.

She looked up at him. “Yeah. I’m really…happy. Thank you for today.”

He leaned down to kiss her forehead. “It was my pleasure. Best day I’ve had in…a really, really long time.”

She loved hearing that. She loved the idea that she made him happy.

“Everyone!” Lucy called from the doorway that led to the main lobby. “The Lost Ridge Ramblers are playing next door in the pub. Everyone welcome!”

The Lost Ridge Ramblers were a four-person bluegrass band that was also stranded with them. Daisy, Isaac, Brooke, and Felix were a lot of fun and had entertained everyone with stories of shows they’d done.

“You up for a little party?” Theo asked.

But Savannah shook her head. “I’d rather it just be you and me.”

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