Excerpt from A Rancher's Vow:
Dustin glanced up from his spot on the couch. He laid his phone face down on the coffee table. “Hey. All warmed up?”
“Yeah. Almost tempted to crawl into bed, but after checking the time, I don’t think hitting the sack at six thirty is a good idea.” Charity flicked a finger at the phone. “Anything new?”
Dustin patted the spot next to him. “Couple of shots of us at the auction. We look hashtag cute country couple, again. No mention of my cock.”
He said it so dryly a snicker escaped as she sat, leaning against his side. Far, far too comfortable there. “Well, I hope your cock’s ego isn’t hurt.”
“He’s big enough to handle it.”
Charity snorted, tilting her head back to grin at Dustin. “Bonus points for saying that with a straight face.”
“It was hard,” he deadpanned. “Long and hard, and—”
She tapped his chest, laughter welling up faster than she’d thought possible. “Stop it.”
He laid his hand over hers, trapping her fingers against his soft blue T-shirt. “There’s only one way to shut me up.”
Charity pressed her lips to his.
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