She petted his shirtfront. “Then go with me to Austin,” she said urgently. “We’ll have a quiet wedding at the courthouse. Just you and me. But nobody has to know. I want time for us to be us.” She kissed his chin. “You understand, don’t you?”
He moved her beneath him on the sofa, unzipping her black pants and toying with the lacy edge of her undies. “As long as you’re in my bed every night, I’ll do whatever you want, Lucy. But I won’t wait to put my ring on your finger.”
She linked her arms around his neck, drawing his head down so she could kiss him. “Whatever you say, cowboy. I’m all yours.”