than I thought I did.”
“Good,” Tanner said, throwing in a wink on top of his sexy smile.
The phone on the wall rang, and Tanner got up to answer it. “Hello? Nah, we’re good. We ate spaghetti for breakfast.”
I laughed and stood. Since Tanner cooked, I would clean.
Tanner was obviously speaking to his father. Something about a tractor, hooking up a plow, and the storm moving out. A part of me wanted to be stuck here forever. The cabin, as Tanner kept calling it, was beautiful, and now with the snow no longer falling, I was able to see Crystal Lake through the living room window. It was breathtaking. The mountain range beyond was just as stunning, if not more so. The snow sparkled when the sun peeked out from the clouds every so often. Kaylee had once described it as someone throwing out diamonds onto the mountains, and when the sun hit just right, they cast off beams of sparkly light. It was so beautiful I had a hard time believing it was real. Picture perfect didn’t even begin to describe the view I was looking at.
“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” Tanner asked as he stood next to me. He grabbed a dishtowel and picked up a pot and started drying it off.
“There honestly isn’t a place on this ranch that isn’t beautiful.”
“All of Montana is like this.”
With the last dish washed, I placed it in the dish drainer and turned to Tanner. “By the way, I’ve been thinking. I’m going to need a truck for sure. And a horse trailer.”
“Okay,” he said with a chuckle. “What kind of truck?”
“The lady who owned the horse ranch back in Georgia where I first started to take lessons...she had a Dodge.”
Tanner screwed up his face and shook his head. “A Dodge! No. No girlfriend of mine is driving a…a Dodge.”
I swooned hearing Tanner call me his girlfriend. Had we really come this far in only a few short weeks? I had been so hell bent on keeping this man far away from me, and here I was talking about kids with him. My future. A future I wasn’t really sure about since my father was bound and determined to undermine my life in Montana.
“What’s wrong with a Dodge?” I asked.
“If my father saw you drive up in a Dodge, he’d ban you from the ranch. You need a Ford.”
“Why a Ford? What’s wrong with Dodge, or even the Toyota trucks?”
He closed his eyes. “I’m not even going to give that a response.”
I laughed. “Why, Tanner Shaw, are you a truck snob?”
He scoffed. “I’m not a truck snob; I simply know a good truck when I see one and a Ford is a good truck. Everyone on the ranch has Ford trucks.”
“Well, I’m not going to be living on the ranch.”
A strange emotion moved quickly across his face. If I hadn’t been looking so intently at him, I might have missed it. “What was that look for?” I asked.
“I didn’t give a look.”
I raised a brow and thought about questioning him, but for some reason decided to let it go.
“Dad said Brock is hitching up the plow to his truck and should be heading this way soon,” Tanner said.
With a quick look around, I said, “We should clean up.”
He winked. “My thoughts exactly. I thought maybe we could be stranded another day, but it looks like the next round of storms won’t be here until late tonight or tomorrow morning.”
“Should I take the kitchen or bedroom?” I asked.
“I’ll do the kitchen; you take the bedroom. Just toss the sheets and towels we used into the washer. There’s a quick wash setting.”
“Got it!” I said and went to turn to head to the bedroom. Before I could take a step though, Tanner pulled me into his arms and kissed me.
My legs felt weak and I held onto his arms, a soft moan mixing with one of his own. When he pulled back, my entire body swayed. “Your kisses, Mr. Shaw...”
“Good or bad?” he asked, a wicked gleam in his eyes.
“Very good. They leave me weak.”
A wide smile erupted across his face. “You better leave before I decide to have my way with you again.”
I laughed. “No more condoms.”
He frowned. “Oh, we’ve already covered that there are plenty of ways to make you come without using my cock.”
My mouth dropped open and I knew I should be shocked, but instead I was turned on. I took a few steps back and flashed him a grin. “You