Chapter Eight
COLTON
Feeling Presley’s body react to my touch has put a permanent smile on my face. As much as she pretends to hate me, I know she can’t deny the attraction sizzling between us. We might’ve gotten off to a rocky start but pushing her buttons has been the hottest foreplay I’ve ever experienced.
Too bad Jackson and John would have my head if I messed around with a B&B guest. It’s their one strict rule, and the one I’ve personally refused to break.
“You’re gonna have to do better than that, Red,” I tease the moment we arrive at the B&B as I reach around her to shut off the engine.
“Don’t worry, cowboy.” She swings her leg over the seat and stands tall. “I plan to.” She flashes a smile, and I wonder if I should be worried.
“If you say so,” I singsong.
“You’re so annoying
