Naughty and Notorious - Alexa Riley Page 0,24

know. I think you did a great job.”

I kiss the top of her head and rest my cheek there as I hold her in the quiet of the barn. There’s still so much we have ahead of us, and although I might always be worried about losing her, I can’t wait for all the ways she’s going to push boundaries. Maybe that’s really the secret to a long and lasting marriage. Always have that little extra push and pull so that it makes the moments in between so much sweeter.

Epilogue

Kitty

Many months later…

“Look at this line!” my sister squeals with excitement. I have a booth set up at the town fair this year with my sign—Sweet Treat by Kitty Russo—hanging over the front. It was a surprise from Judge this morning, and I might have cried.

I even have a few girls running the booth for me since I prefer to bake. I’m not sure how great I’d be at customer interaction, plus I know I’m going to need extra hands with how things have been going.

“I know, it’s crazy to me.” It’s only been eight months since I started this venture. When the coffee shop in town, Brew Up, started selling my treats, it exploded.

They ran out of stock every day, and people wanted to place orders as well. It was overwhelming at first, but my sweet, supportive husband went and added a catering kitchen to our home. Along with hiring a couple of girls to help out every day.

“I knew you could do it.” She bumps her shoulder with mine. “How does Judge handle all this?”

“He’s proud of me. I mainly work when he does so I think the only thing he’s not a fan of is the attention I get around town now. Everyone knows who I am.”

Dotty lets out a giggle in understanding. Her husband is the same way. I’m just happy that our husbands get along so well.

“Should we go find the guys?” I ask, looking back over my shoulder. I’m surprised they haven't hunted us down, but they might think we’re busy working.

“They’re over at the rodeo.” I take off the long-sleeve shirt I’m wearing over my tank top and tie it around my waist. Dotty raises her eyebrows at me.

“What? I have a shirt on underneath it and it’s burning up.”

“If you say so.” She smirks. “Your boobs look bigger.”

I look down at them, and she’s right. The bra did feel a little snug when I put it on this morning.

“Are you saying I should lay off my own treats?” I tease her.

“Shut up. I was fishing to find out if you’re pregnant. How wonderful would it be if we were pregnant together?”

“I wouldn't be upset about it. It’s bound to happen with how Judge and I go at it all the time.” I’m a little shocked that I wasn't knocked up months ago.

“When was your last period?” she asks under her breath so no one else can hear.

My mind blanks. I’ve been so busy I haven’t really paid much attention. “I can’t remember,” I say, and Dotty’s whole face lights up with excitement.

“You should use my doctor. She’s wonderful.”

“You want to get a corn dog? I’m craving some mustard.”

“Mustard? You hate mustard. Why are you changing the subject?”

“Cause I’m hungry?” I also don’t want to get my hopes up. I’m not too worried about it because it will happen when it happens. Judge hasn't said much about kids, but I know he wants some. He knows I’m not on birth control, and he’s never used a condom.

“Yeah, I could go for a corn dog too. Fair food is the best.” I nod in agreement as we start our search but get distracted by fried Oreos. My phone starts to buzz in my pocket when we finally find a corn dog stand. I can’t answer because my hands are full, and Dotty looks to be having the same problem.

“I guess I need to eat fast,” I joke, taking a giant bite of the corn dog so my hands will be free. “Oh man,” I complain as mustard drops onto my white shirt. “I think my husband planned that so I’ll have to put my other shirt back on.” Dotty laughs as I try to polish off the rest of my food quickly.

“I’ve never seen someone deep throat a corn dog like that.” I turn to see a couple of guys about my age staring at me. “Let me get that.” The man reaches out and