by Tessa Layne
“Thank you. You look downright edible, yourself.” She wraps her hand around my waist, fingers giving my ass a little squeeze before settling at my hip.
“You feeling like dessert first tonight?” I tease, but only sort-of. As far as I’m concerned, she’s my main course, and I’ll start feasting as soon as she lets me.
“Mmm, I like that idea, but I think we should have champagne, then dessert.”
“What are we celebrating?”
“In addition to the obvious?”
The obvious being that she’s officially retired from the National team, and she’s starting her PhD this fall. Already the living rooms of both our places are filled with old manuscripts, treatises and tomes.
“There’s more?” Anticipation curls in my stomach.
She nods her head solemnly. “If you’re ready…” her voice takes on a coy lilt.
My heart thunks a little heavier against my chest. “Oh I’m more than ready, baby.”
“Then would you like to have me as your roommate? Permanently?” Her mouth widens into the most adorable grin.
“No.”
“No?” Her smile falters.
“No. I’d like to have you as my wife.” I slip my hand into my pants pocket and pull out a ring that belonged to her grandmother Maria.
She gasps, eyes going wide. “Where’d you get that?”
“Well, with the help of your sister, I took a little business trip to Prairie.” I drop to a knee. “Mariah Sanchez, you crazy unpredictable woman, will you spend every day of the rest of your life with me? Be my wife? My cox on a box? The steerer of our shell?”
With a squeal, she tackles me, bringing us both to the floor. I nearly lose the ring. “Yes, yes, yes,” she practically shouts, slowing her bouncing long enough to let me put the ring on her finger. Then she covers my mouth in a kiss that quickly turns four-alarm fire hot. “Can we start practicing for the honeymoon right now?” She murmurs, smiling against my mouth and rocking her hips against my rapidly rising erection.
I roll us over so that she’s pinned beneath me, and my hand has ample space to slide up her thigh. “Stroke oar reporting for practice.”
My phone buzzes at the table. I ignore it, placing teasing kisses along Sparky’s mouth. It buzzes again. I nip at the hollow of her neck. My phone fucking buzzes a third time. Mariah giggles. “You gonna get that?”
“Fuck, no,” I growl, grazing my thumb along the swell of her breast. “Everything I need is right here.”
My phone buzzes a fourth time, and vibrates off the table, clattering to the floor. “Don’t move,” I order, and I crawl to where my phone is buzzing a fifth time. I’m tempted to hurl it across the room until I see it’s Stockton calling. My stomach clenches. It’s never good when Stockton calls repeatedly like that. It usually means we’ve been cyber-attacked. “This better be good,” I bark.
“Congratulate me?”
“What, for saving the company from the dark web? That’s your fucking job.” I’m pissed as hell and have a raging hard-on. All I want is to get back on the floor with Sparky.
“Ah, no. I thought you’d want to know before you read about it in the society column tomorrow.”
“What the hell is this about?” I don’t read the society column, and neither does he. “Is this code for something?”
“Negative. I’m engaged.”
I blink. “What? To who?” I didn’t even know he was dating.
“To Penny.”
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THE BEGINNING OF HAPPILY EVER AFTER
One more epilogue from Steele’s dick…
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Cox jokes aside. I still love pussy. And I’m still as pervy as a twelve-year-old boy. You might think you can tame the wild beast, but you can’t. Marriage just makes us a little more respectable on the outside. I’m still going to be chasing after Sparky when I’m seventy. Turned out she was right about all that wooing and romance and shit. And I’m totally okay with that, too.
Super end. Of . Story.
Thank you for reading Steele and Sparky’s story. If you enjoyed them, I know you’re going to love Stockton and Penny. Read on for a quick peek at O Magnet!
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O Magnet
Some women call me a prince, others call me a perv. They all call me a giant in the bedroom and king of their pleasure. I like it that way. As the CTO of Steele Conglomerate, and one of Kansas City’s most eligible bachelors, I have no desire to settle down and become ‘a man about the house.’
My mother has other ideas.
For the last six years, she’s been trying to marry me off — parading all manner of heiresses, debutantes and socialites in front of me like plumed birds. All so that she can do the important work of becoming a grandmother. She’s even started dropping by my office with prospects — on a daily basis.
But I’m going to beat her at her own game. Not only am I going to convince her I’m getting married, I’m going to pick the last woman my mother would ever choose for me… my crazy assistant, Penelope Fischer — Penny.
This is going to be so great…
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A fake engagement, Pygmalian romp through the tech world featuring epic pranks, dirty sex, and a very happy ending.
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Meet the Heroes of Resolution Ranch
They’ve laid their lives on the line before but now they’ll have to wear their hearts on their sleeve for the women they love…
Police Chief Travis Kincaid Has Rules….
· Never leave the door unlocked
· Never mix work and pleasure
· And Never, Never kiss the object of your affection
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Years ago, the former Navy SEAL learned the hard way that breaking the rules only leads to disaster. Since then, he’s followed strict rules to stay focused on his career and keep his heart locked away where it won’t cloud his judgment.
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Too bad the woman he’s fallen for was a born rule-breaker.
In spite of her shady past, Travis finds himself bending the rules… repeatedly, for single-mom Elaine Ryder. In the aftermath of Prairie’s devastating tornado, Travis must come to a decision about his future. More importantly, he’ll have to decide whether breaking the rules one last time will cost him everything he holds dear… or give him his heart’s desire.
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Meet the Roughstock Riders
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A brand new steamy contemporary romance series filled with rodeo hotties and the women that bring them to their knees…
He’s an ex-con. She’s the sweet virgin he can never have.
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When disgraced bull rider Ty Sloane agreed to take a job as foreman at Falcon Ridge Ranch, he didn’t count on having to share his job or his cabin with twenty-one-year-old rising star barrel racer Maybelle Johnson. She tests his patience by day and drives him to distraction by night, but she’s off limits—too young and innocent for the likes of an ex-con like him.
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As far as Maybelle is concerned, Ty Sloane can go jump in a lake. The cocky bull rider is a thorn in her side, both at the ranch and on the road. But he makes her feel things no man has ever made her feel, and as she learns about his past, she can’t help but develop a soft spot for him.
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When trouble finds Maybelle on the rodeo circuit, Ty puts it all on the line for the sweet young woman who’s captured his heart, even though it may cost him his freedom.
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Also by Tessa Layne
PRAIRIE HEAT
PRAIRIE PASSION
PRAIRIE DESIRE
PRAIRIE STORM
PRAIRIE FIRE
PRAIRIE DEVIL
PRAIRIE FEVER
PRAIRIE REDEMPTION
PRAIRIE BLISS
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A HERO’S HONOR
A HERO’S HEART
A HERO’S HAVEN
A HERO’S HOME
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MR. PINK
MR. WHITE
MR. RED
MR. WHISKEY
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WILD THANG
PU$$Y MAGNET
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RIDE HARD
