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pushed the catch on the side and showed her the interior of the locket.
    “I’m glad you like it, Teresa. It looks beautiful on you.” He sighed with satisfaction when she impulsively threw her arms around him.
    Unbuckling her seatbelt, Teresa wrapped her arms around his shoulders. She brushed her lips against his, and he pulled her more closely to him. His hand held the back of her head, bracing her for his gentle assault. He could’ve stayed with her like that for the whole hour, her full breasts pressed to his chest, but then he heard her stomach growl. Their kiss parted with a chuckle from them both.
    “Let’s get you fed, beautiful. I don’t want you starving.”
    “Not much danger of that. My fat stores will sustain me through a few skipped meals.”
    “Hmmm. I like you exactly as you are, so don’t waste away on my account.” His gaze roamed over her curvaceous form before climbing out of the driver side door.
    “Sweet talker,” she whispered shakily to him as he opened the truck door and lifted her down on account of her dress. They walked hand in hand through the parking lot.
    “Just telling the truth.”
    “Thank you, Angel. I appreciate that.”
    “Should I tell you what I have planned for tonight? Or should I surprise you?”
    “I love your surprises. Do I need a babysitter?”
    “No, not tonight, if that’s all right.”
    “That’s fine,” she replied easily as he pulled open the front door and held it for her.
    * * * *
    Teresa dressed in her blue jeans and boots and pulled her hair back into a long ponytail. She dressed Michael in his little Wranglers and cowboy boots, which got him all riled up.
    “Gonna be a cowboy! Pschew!” He pointed his imaginary six-shooter and fired before hugging his mama’s leg. “Mama’s a cowgirl!”
    Angel gave a soft wolf whistle when she answered the door. He kissed her cheek, and then he squatted down to give his buddy, Michael, a high-five. Michael went right to him, and he lifted him onto his arm.
    “You ready, beautiful?”
    “I sure am.”
    “Mama’s a cowgirl!”
    “She sure is, buddy.” Angel gave her a sexy wink over Michael’s head.
    He drove them out to the Divine Creek Ranch and spent the next hour showing her and Michael around the horse barn. The horses were all huge, and they’d both enjoyed the awe in Michael’s eyes when Angel showed him Languir and Esperer. Angel taught Michael how to say their names, but the closest he could come to the proper pronunciation was “Long-ears” and “Air-air.”
    They smiled at his cackle of joy when he saw the two newly born foals in their stalls with their mamas.
    “Hossie babies!” Michael cooed and clapped his chubby little hands together.
    They stopped by the office in the first barn, and Angel came back out with Michael still on his arm, wearing a pint-size little straw cowboy hat, just like the one he was wearing.
    “Mama, I got hat, jus’ like Angel!” He clapped his hands again. “I cowboy!”
    “You sure are!” she murmured, chucking him under his chubby little chin. “Thank you, Angel. I hope that wasn’t very expensive.”
    “I’m glad it fits him. I had to guess on the size, and Rosemary helped me out with it. Looks good on him, and it will keep the sun off his head when we take him riding. Are you hungry, honey?”
    “ I hungry! Wanna corndog. You got corndogs, Angel?”
    “We’ll have to see what they have, buddy. Let’s take Mommy out to eat for her birthday.”
    They both laughed when Michael sang “Happy Birthday to You” at the top of his lungs while Angel helped them back into the truck and drove into Divine for supper.
    * * * *
    Teresa smiled as she looked at Angel in the dark movie theater. He was watching the movie, and Michael was sound asleep in his lap. It was Michael’s first movie theater experience seeing an increasingly rare G-rated movie. He’d loved it but had fallen asleep in Angel’s lap halfway through. They watched the whole movie then