her more than he wanted a lot of things in life, but he was enjoying the heavy glances and the way she made his heart rate increase with every small touch. Wes wanted to draw it out because he knew when he finally got Laine in his bed, it was going to be mind-blowing.
The movie had been an action flick, her choice. The special effects were overdone, as was the acting, but they both knew they weren’t really there for the movie. He sat next to Laine with his arm tucked around her waist, his hand under her shirt, as she cuddled into him. Thank goodness he’d had the foresight to choose one of the newer cineplexes that had the rocking seats with the armrests that could be folded up.
Her perfume distracted him from the movie and after it was over, if someone had asked what the plot was, Wes wasn’t sure he would’ve been able to say anything about it with any conviction.
“Thank you for a wonderful night,” Laine said as they headed toward his truck in the parking lot.
“Oh, the night isn’t over yet. The best part is still to come.”
“The best part? Even better than the fried Oreos at dinner? You’ll have to try pretty hard to top that one, Ranger.”
“Darlin’, you haven’t seen anything yet.” Wes felt Laine shiver at his endearment, but was too much of a gentleman to say anything about it.
He drove them to his ranch, and to her credit, she didn’t protest or otherwise tell him to take her home.
When they stopped, she commented dryly, “I thought we weren’t going to have sex.”
“We aren’t. First of all, I said we weren’t going to make love, not have sex. I have a feeling it will never be just sex between us. Secondly, I want to show you something . . . and no, it’s not in my bedroom,” Wes joked before she could comment. Her snarkiness was just one more thing he liked about her.
Wes grabbed her hand and relaxed when she didn’t hesitate to squeeze his in return. “Lead on, oh fearless cowboy. But remember, I’m not wearing my boots.”
“You don’t have far to walk, just hold on to me and I’ll make sure you don’t fall.” He led them to the barn, grabbing a canvas jacket that was hanging on a hook just inside the double doors. He helped Laine into it then continued, holding on to her hand, to the backside of the large structure, relieved to see the four-wheeler sitting just where he’d asked his foreman to put it when he was done with it for the day. He threw his leg over and looked back at Laine. “Climb on, darlin’.”
“Really? Cool!”
Wes was relieved at her reaction. Once upon a time, he’d wanted to do this same thing with another woman he’d just begun to date, and she’d recoiled in horror at the thought of riding through his ranch on the back of an ATV.
He took a deep breath as Laine didn’t even hesitate and got on behind him. She immediately wrapped her arms around him and snuggled into his back. Wes took a moment to enjoy the sensation of being in Laine’s arms. He could feel her warmth soak into his skin and suddenly had a vision of them lying in bed snuggled together, just like this.
He sat up a bit straighter and put one hand on her thigh next to his, and with the other, he reached behind him and awkwardly wrapped it around her back. They sat like that for a moment, before Wes reached for the handlebars and started the machine.
Being careful not to go too fast so the ride wasn’t as bumpy—and to make it last as long as possible—Wes finally pulled up to their destination and cut the engine. They were in the middle of his largest pasture, and once the light to the four-wheeler was cut, it was pitch dark.
“Wow, I didn’t realize how dark it could get out here,” Laine said with a nervous laugh.
Wes helped her stand, and kept her hand in his. He reached into the bag between the handlebars, pulled out a flashlight and clicked it on. “Yeah, without the moonlight or the city lights, it’s tough to navigate. Here, watch your step, we don’t