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looked at the ceiling, obviously counting. “Almost seven months and you don’t know what modge podge is?”
    “Well, I…guess I…” Then he really looked at her face, realized she was teasing him, and forgot about the ice-blue bikini panties. “You’re in big trouble,” he told her.
    She giggled and scrambled quickly up the bed.
    He went after her, climbing up her body and taking her lips in a deep kiss.
    She was panting slightly when he lifted his head.
    “How about I get you modge podge and glitter and any other damned thing you want, if you let me strip you down and lick you head to toe for about twenty minutes?” he asked, already bunching her shirt up.
    “Twenty minutes? I’ve got a magical dessert to make.” But she wasn’t fighting the shirt thing very hard. In fact, she lifted her arms and he easily slipped it over her head.
    “How about fifteen minutes and I tell you that I know about a cheesecake recipe that’s no bake?”
    She arched her back as he reached behind her for the clasp on her bra. “Is it peppermint?” she asked.
    He lowered his head to one nipple and it was another minute or so before he answered, “How hard can it be to make it peppermint?”
    “Make what peppermint?” she asked, squirming underneath him as she pushed her pants and panties down.
    “That’s my girl.”

TJ & Hope

    “You don’t really want to do this.” Hope tossed her little purse onto the bed as she kicked her shoes off.
    “Marry you? Of course I do.” TJ sat down on the edge of the bed. “And we are so going to win this thing.”
    Hope turned and leaned back on the desk. She looked skeptical. “This whole thing is pretty flashy. The public declaration, the contest, the impromptu wedding. This is so not you. What’s going on?”
    “You don’t want to marry me tomorrow?” He tried to fake a pout but was pretty sure he didn’t pull it off. For one, he’d never pouted a day in his life. For another, this woman knew him. Too well sometimes.
    She laughed and crawled into his lap. “You know that I don’t need to have the big ceremony to feel committed to you.”
    He wrapped his arms around her. His little hippie. No, she didn’t need the traditional route—the ceremony and the ring and the vows.
    He did.
    TJ wanted to stand up in front of their town, all of their friends and family, and declare that he loved her and would until the day he died. He was a traditionalist. Even a little old-fashioned.
    But he didn’t tell her that. He didn’t want her to think he wasn’t happy or that he didn’t feel committed now.
    He was all in. Forever. He didn’t need the vows or rings either.
    But he wanted them.
    He wanted his ring on her finger and his last name behind hers.
    TJ knew Hope loved him. He knew he made her happy. She was staying here with him, he knew that. Besides, it had only been a few months. They didn’t need to get married yet. Or at all.
    Hell, he shouldn’t even want that. His last try had been a disaster.
    But he still did. He wanted Hope forever and he wanted the world to know it.
    “I knew I wanted to marry you some day,” he said, the scent of wildflowers surrounding him. “But then Ty and Tucker started talking about all of this and I suddenly wanted it now.”
    Hope tipped her head and ran her thumb over his lower lip. The touch sent a shaft of heat to his cock. He caught her thumb lightly between his teeth. She sucked in a breath.
    “I love you, TJ.”
    “I know. And if you never want to do the whole—”
    “I do.”
    TJ paused. “You do?”
    “I want the whole thing,” she said, her big green eyes full of love.
    A sight TJ planned to see every day for the rest of his life.
    He didn’t deserve her, but he wasn’t letting her go now that he had her.
    “I want to be a Bennett,” she said.
    TJ’s heart clenched so hard he couldn’t take a breath for a moment. “Hope—”
    “And I want to make more Bennetts,” she said with a little smile.
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