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stalked
closer and she edged back. One step, two, the hunt ended when he pinned her against
the railing of a stall. “Tell me about your brother’s best friend.”
    She blinked. “What?”
    Shock swept
across her face. Yet, he couldn’t hold back his doubts. “What are your feelings
for him?”
    “I love him,
just like I love Joel.” She dropped her chin, and Trent tightened his grip on
her waist. “But right now I’m not too happy with them. There’s no reason for
them to go off and fight in this war. No one can win.”
    The tight
pressure in his chest eased. She might not have been playing him for a fool
after all. “And that’s the only reason you were hugging him?”
    She grabbed
the front of his shirt. Anger flashed in her green eyes. “Is that the burr you
have up your ass? Because if it is, you can just—”
    He dove for
her lips. The woman talked entirely too much, and the only sure-fire way to
shut her up was to occupy her luscious mouth. He smoothed his hands along her
ribcage and over her hips. The delicate silk of her dress made him question her
stamina for living on the frontier. She wouldn’t have it easy. Life here was
tough. Could she really handle the pressures of being a rancher’s wife?
    But could he
let her go?
    The tight
grip on his shirt loosened, and her hands slid around his neck. She answered
his kiss with a passion that turned his cock to granite. Her tongue, lips, and
mouth tasted of pure heaven and stirred his hunger for more. He ground his
groin against the yards of fabric barring entrance to her moist center. She
rocked her hips and rode the length of his shaft. Trent cupped her ass and
squeezed.
    A sigh hummed
from her throat, followed by a few frantic whimpers. The sound vibrated through
his body. God, he had to fuck her.
    He tore his
mouth from hers and charted a path to the curve of her neck. “Please tell me
you need me as much as I need you,” he murmured against her skin. “Because
right now, I have to be inside you.”
    She threw
back her head. “Yes.”
    He leaned
back enough to lift her skirt.
    “I hope that
means we’re planning a wedding.” Joel’s voice echoed from the entryway of the
barn. “Or else I’m going to get my gun.”
    Catherine’s
head lowered to Trent’s shoulder. “Could he have worse timing?”
    Trent wrapped
his arms around her waist and whispered, “In another minute, he’d have found me
pounding—”
    “So what’s
the answer?” Joel persisted.
    She lifted
her head and their eyes connected. Trent lifted a brow in question. “So are you
going to marry me?”
    After a
slight nod, she turned her head and yelled to her brother. “We’ve decided you’re
not invited to the wedding. Now leave us alone.”
    Thrilled that
she’d accepted his marriage proposal, Trent didn’t relinquish his hold. They
deserved a few minutes alone. “And if you hope to have any of our children
named after you, you better not return for at least an hour.”
    A burst of
laughter sounded from the opening. Kirk answered instead of Joel, “Won’t work.
Because even if Joel is willing to skedaddle, I’m not leaving until you come
out.”
    Catherine
placed a quick kiss on Trent’s cheek and wiggled in his arms. “We’ll just have
to postpone this until later.”
    “Sure,” he
sighed and turned but maintained a hand at her waist. Maybe they could arrange
to meet later tonight at his hunting cabin.
    ****
    The sky
glowed with a thousand stars, and Catherine basted in the knowledge that
finally all her dreams were coming true.
    Trent swung
into his saddle, his tall and handsome form highlighted by the light streaming
from the windows of her family’s home—her future home with Trent. She smiled,
pleased at the thought of telling him about the lease she’d secured on her
father’s ranch. She imagined his delight at them having a place of their own.
    He gave a
quick little nod and tugged on the reins. His stallion danced in a circle and then
fell into a