“You’re right. I didn’t. I thought it would be good for both of us, you know…to not have anything complicate you being here.”
“Good for both of us?” I raised my voice, anger coming over me. “It seems like you were making decisions for me, like I couldn’t make them on my own. You didn’t consider how I would feel at all.” Colt stepped closer, attempting to touch my arm, but I wouldn’t let him.
“I’m sorry, Daisy.”
“That’s all you keep saying, Colt.”
“Because I don’t know what else to say.” Colt never raised his voice, and I knew he wouldn’t, even if he wanted to. “I didn’t mean to hurt you. I care about you so much. I always have. But I can’t let my dad down. It’s just…complicated.”
“Complicated doesn’t even begin to describe this.” I was starting to get frustrated with him. “I know you don’t want to upset your dad, Colt. I know that. But where does that leave me? Where does that leave us?” I choked a bit with those words.
“Daisy…”
“Spit it out already, Colt, because I’m getting tired of hearing I’m sorry. Give me more than that.”
“I had feelings for you as a kid, and I have feelings for you now.” He came closer to me.
“You had feelings for me back then?” He nodded. I couldn’t believe I never knew that. We always had this special bond, and he looked dang good back then so of course I had feelings for him. But he liked me? How did I never know that? Did I miss every single sign?
“I don’t want to pick a side, Daisy. I want to find a balance. We can figure this out together, but there’s something I have to do first.”
“In the middle of a conversation like this, what could you possibly have to do?” He came so close to me that I could feel his breath against my neck as he whispered.
“This.”
He cupped my face in his hands, bringing my lips to meet his in a heated kiss. This kiss felt different from the last one. His eyes were dark, filled with hunger. There was a fire igniting between us, and I wasn’t sure how to put it out. He backed me against the barn doors, kissing me from my lips to my neck, making me tingle all over.
“Come on.” He took my hand and led me out of the barn toward the house.
“What are we doing?”
“You’ll see.” We went into the kitchen and I felt a rush of excitement. Colt was intriguing me, making me wonder where his mind was going and if his heart was racing as fast as mine. “How about a little fun?” He winked, and I felt like drowning in every piece of him. I giggled, unable to contain myself. Colt grabbed the ice cream from the freezer, and I was starting to get a hint at where he was going.
“Let’s make this interesting.” I grabbed the can of whipped cream from the fridge. “Take off your shirt.” He whipped around to face me, his face showing a mysterious grin, and I knew he was about to love this. He took it off, his shirt sticking to him slightly as he pulled it off to reveal his toned torso.
I sprayed a generous amount of whipped cream onto his chest. He flinched a little when the cool cream touched his skin. He laughed and leaned against the counter. The whipped cream glistened off his chest.
“You think you can handle this? He teased.
I bit my lip, my heart racing as I took a step closer to him. I placed a hand behind his neck, moving in so close he thought he was about to be kissed before pulling away. I could be a tease, too. Using my fingers, I drew circles on his skin where the whipped cream was.
“Maybe I want to add more.” Colt’s eyebrow rose, and I knew exactly what I was doing to him. I had him exactly where I wanted him.
“Oh, really? Show me what you got.”
I leaned in again, this time licking off some of the whipped cream from his chest. Colt’s laughter echoed through the kitchen, and I was starting to get turned on. I knew he was, too. I was lost in the moment, the ice cream forgotten as I was enjoying this way too much. As the whipped cream disappeared, Colt took my hand and pulled me closer. Our bodies were touching, and I had almost forgotten what his skin felt like against mine.
“What’s next, Daisy?” His words seemed like a challenge. I smiled, leaning in so I could whisper in his ear. I grabbed the tub of ice cream.
“I’m not done just yet.”
I held up the ice cream like a trophy. Using a spoon, I plopped some down on Colt’s bare chest, raking the spoon down his chest. I heard him gasp, stiffening his body a little with the temperature contrast. I ran my fingers through it, the ice cream feeling icy against his skin.
“How’s this working for you, cowboy?” I missed calling him that. He moaned a little as I licked the melting sweetness offhis chest.
“You’re going to pay for this.” I laughed, finishing clearing his chest. Colt leaned down, kissing me passionately. The kiss felt like he was trying to suck up every ounce of me, leaving nothing behind. “Alright, it’s your turn now.” He lifted me, placing me onto the counter when he was just sitting. He took the tub of ice cream from my hands, using the spoon to scoop some out. He pointed the spoon at my shirt. “Come on now. Don’t make me beg. You know I will.” The way he looked into my eyes at that moment, I felt nothing else. I was drowning in him, and he was drowning in me.
“Maybe I want you to beg.” At that moment, he got on his knees. He peered up at me, making me feel so in control.
