Wrangling the Cowboy (Circle B Ranch #3) - Kennedy Fox Page 0,71

feel a bit overdressed,” I tease, scanning down her body again. I’m not used to seeing her like this, but I’m not complaining.

“As long as you’re comfortable, that’s all that matters.” She smiles in return. “I hope you’re ready.”

“I don’t think I have a choice.” I chuckle, closing the gap between us and kissing her cheek. “You’re so pretty. I love your hair.”

Maize flips one of her braids and blushes. “You do? Thank you. Elle and I got our hair done over the weekend.”

I hold a piece between my fingers and imagine how it’d look spread across my bedsheets.

“You better take me somewhere quick before I come up with another idea.”

She snorts, shaking her head. “Is this all it’s gonna take for you to give me another chance?”

“I don’t know. I guess we’ll both see.” I wink, then close and lock the door behind me.

Following Maize, I squint when I see a jacked-up truck. “What’s this?”

“I’m borrowing it for the night.”

“You know how to drive that thing?”

“Well, mostly.” She laughs. “C’mon, Cowboy. Don’t you trust me?”

I help her into the driver’s side, and when I round the truck and hop into the other, she hands me a blindfold.

“Are you serious?”

“Yes!” She laughs. “It’s a surprise, so put it on.”

“Hmm…alright.”

After a bumpy ten minutes and hearing her laugh at my uncertainty, she finally parks.

“We’re here.”

“Can I take this thing off now?”

“Yep.”

I open my eyes and squint as I look around the partially wooded area. There’s a large firepit surrounded by grass and hay bales.

“Where are we?”

“It’s what I like to call the secret spot.”

Scanning the area, I notice we’re on a hill, and the ranch is in the far distance. “Okay, so what’re we doing here?”

Maize opens the door and hops out. “Follow me and find out, Cowboy.”

I do as she says, and when I turn around, I see a large white screen on a pole. Then she opens the tailgate and gestures for me to get in the back.

“Wow…” Blankets and pillows are spread out on the truck bed along with a cooler and picnic basket.

“I thought it’d be more fun to watch a movie under the stars.”

I walk toward her, tilting up her chin. “No one’s ever done anything like this for me before. I love it.” I kiss the tip of her nose.

“Good. I even picked out a really awesome movie for us to watch.”

“Is that so?” I climb into the back and help her up.

She messes with the projector while I grab some drinks and food.

We get comfortable on the blankets, and I pull Maize into my body during the previews.

“No way.” I glance at her. “How’d you know?”

“Know what?” She plays innocent.

I smirk. “No Country for Old Men is my favorite movie. Now, how’d you know that?”

“I maybe did a little internet stalking.”

“There’s no way you found that online. Who’d you talk to?”

She sighs, realizing I’m not gonna drop it. “You’re really gonna make me reveal my sources?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“It was Cooper. He gave me some great…intel about you.”

I groan with a chuckle. “Shoulda known, that bastard.”

“What’s wrong with that?” she asks.

“He likes to joke around, so I’m wondering what else he said. I’m a little concerned, to be honest.”

Maize laughs and snuggles closer. “Don’t worry.” She pats my chest and meets my eyes. “I already knew you secretly cried to Big Daddy.”

I fucking hate Cooper.

We end the night wrapped up in each other, and I can’t seem to take my hands or lips off her. I want to be as close to Maize as possible. While I want to lose myself with her, I keep control of the situation and only allow her to kiss me.

“Thanks for a nice evening,” I tell her once she drives me back to my house. It’s late, and we have to be up early, but that doesn’t make it any easier to leave.

“You’re welcome.” She smiles in return. “I’ll see you at breakfast.”

By six, I’m dragging my ass outta bed and wishing I had an extra hour or three of sleep. Though I’ll be paying for it today, last night was worth it. I’m enjoying Maize’s effort and appreciate the lengths she’s already gone to. When I look around the B&B, I don’t immediately see her, so I load a plate with food. After chatting with Grayson, Riley, and Diesel, Maize appears wearing a wide, bright smile and greets everyone.

“Do I get a special breakfast this mornin’?” Grayson flashes a cocky smirk, and I kick him underneath the table. By