“I ain’t that obvious.”
“No, you’re much smoother than that, but admit that we McKays have the fuck ’em and leave ’em reputation because of you, Carson.”
“Bullshit. You and Casper and now even Charlie think you’re so much more discreet, but you ain’t.”
“Don’t get your hopes up that she hasn’t already been warned about your wild ways.”
“Guess we’ll see, won’t we?” Carson tossed his bottle in the trash.
He kept his gaze on her as he cut through the crowd. He must’ve looked like a man on a mission because no one got in his way.
When he stood behind her, close enough to catch a whiff of hair spray and her perfume, his heart knocked in his chest. Even his damn knees knocked. Why did this feel so important?
She sensed him and turned. Her eyes, the pale blue color of a summer Wyoming sky, widened slightly. Those tempting red lips parted and she unconsciously backed up.
Carson took advantage of the opening and stepped up to the bar so their bodies were mere inches apart. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. How about we skip all this dating bullshit and just head straight to the altar?”
Her confused eyes roamed his face. “Did you just ask me to marry you?”
“Yep. So what d’ya say?”
“Does that line usually work for you, cowboy?”
He tucked a section of silky blonde hair behind her ear. “It ain’t a line. And trust me; I’ve never said those words to another woman in my life.”
“You don’t even know my name.”
“I’m guessing…Angel?”
“Angel? Really?”
“That’s a sight better than my first thought, which was…Cherry.”
Her face flushed pink.
He followed the delicate curve of her ear with the tip of his finger to the start of her jawline. “What is your name?”
“Carolyn.”
“Carolyn,” he repeated, and continued to feather his thumb across that soft skin. “Pretty.” Something primal overtook him and he leaned closer, almost desperate to feel the press of her lips against his. Desperate to make his claim. He lowered his head and brushed his lips over hers just one time.
Her plump lips were unyielding and her whole body stiffened.
Determined to get the reaction he needed, he let his lips linger, silently coaxing her to open her mouth in invitation and accept his kiss. To accept him.
Her exhale bounced off his lips as a sexy sigh.
Oh yeah. You’re all mine now.
Feeling like he’d won a battle, he eased back.
That’s when she slugged him in the jaw.
If he hadn’t been paying better attention she might’ve done some damage beyond the blow to his pride.
Fire flashed in her eyes. “Don’t ever do that again,” she snapped. “Walk your smarmy cowboy self away from me right now.”
“That ain’t gonna happen.” Ever.
“Do you always go around kissing women without their permission?”
Carson cocked his head. “Never. I am sorry for takin’ advantage of your sweet nature, but damn, sugar, I wanted a taste of you. Bein’s we’re gonna be married and all.”