She blinked.“Can I take a shower first?”
“You took one this morning.I was there.”He’d washed her hair.Then washed her.“You were wearing bubbles.”
“You know what happened after the shower.”Her brows rose and her cheeks went a deep shade of pink.
“I do.It happened several times.”If they hadn’t run out of condoms, it probably would have happened a few more.“That’s why you need your rest.Or I’ll worry about you.”
Her green eyes were glued to his mouth.
“Maggie?”He sighed.
“Hmm?”She stayed as she was.
“What are you thinking?”
“You could put me to bed.”She nibbled her bottom lip.“That way you know I’ll rest.”
Braden wasn’t sure how his body was so ready and willing, but it was.He was tempted, too.Not to make love to heragain, but to make sure she went to bed.He felt guilty she hadn’t gotten more sleep.But, the front door of the house opened and Mike Cooper stepped out onto the porch.“I’m not so sure your brother would be okay with that.”
“What?”Her head swiveled toward the front door and her cheeks went from pink to red.
Mike waved.
Braden waved back.When he turned to give Maggie a final kiss, she’d already scrambled out of the truck and was headed for the door.Well, damn.He hadn’t expected to feel so uneasy watching her walk away.After last night, he should be feeling more confident about them.What they’d shared had been nothing short of magical.But they’d never once mentioned what was in their hearts.All he knew was his heart was so full it might burst.
Braden started his truck as Mike went inside.Maggie paused at the door, spun on her heel and blew him a kiss.She waved before closing the door behind her.
“You’re damn adorable.”He chuckled, oddly comforted.
The minute he got home, he showered and changed.He had a lot of work to do and a short amount of time to do it in.Not that he minded.He wouldn’t give up one minute of his time with Maggie—even if it spared him the heckling and grief he was going to get.
He had two pipe gates that needed tack welding.It was quick, easy work that would have been done this morning.He loaded up his gear, closed the tailgate on the work truck and headed for the driver door.
“Look who finally decided to show up.”Miles was leaning on the hood of the truck.
Braden adjusted his beaten cowboy hat on his head.“Need something?”
“Nah.”Miles shrugged.“Figure I’ll tag along—in case you’re too tired.”
“I’m good.”He opened the truck door.
“I’m sure you are.”He climbed in on the passenger side and draped his arm along the back of the bench seat.“Come on, let’s go.”
Braden ignored him on the drive along the west pasture fence line to the corner cross post.Miles didn’t help one bit.Instead, he leaned against the fence and pointed out what Braden needed to do.His brother was doing his best to push buttons, but Braden was too happy to care.
Nothing and no one was going to ruin his mood.
“You keep smiling.”Miles stooped to check out Braden’s handiwork.
“And?”Braden wiped his brow with the back of his arm.
“And nothing.”He shrugged.“Just making an observation.I’m guessing things went well last night?”
“Yep.”He shot him a look.
“Got it.”Miles held up his hands.“No kiss and tell.”
Braden loaded up the equipment and got back into the truck.He started the vehicle and honked, laughing when Miles jogged over.“You’re slowing me down.”
