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just laid here. You did all the work, and man, you’re a real hard little worker. I should have expected it.”

She raised her head. “I’m serious. Everyone always talks about how disappointing, or even miserable, their first sexual experience is. And mine was, well, let’s just say I have a super huge vocabulary, and I’m coming up short.”

“It was good?”

“Yes,” she said, smiling. “Let’s go with that.”

“It was good for me, too, Allie. I was nervous about being your first, but it was amazing.”

“Why were you nervous?”

“Because I knew you’d always remember it. And I’d never want to be a bad memory for you.”

She didn’t want him to be a memory. “I think we might have broken the lamp,” she said.

“And I imagine we pissed off the neighbors on the other side of this headboard,” Beau added.

Alice sat up. “Oh no! Carmen is in that room. Do you really think she heard us?”

Beau laughed. “I think everyone on this ranch heard us.”

“This is embarrassing.”

“And possibly illegal. Do you know what the noise ordinances are in Travis County?”

Her embarrassment only increased. Beau was teasing, but now she realized how obnoxious she must have seemed, marching upstairs at the Village Chateau to tell two people who were lost in their own universe, making wild crazy love, to quiet down.

“I’m ashamed that I did that now,” Alice said. “No wonder you’ve always found me obnoxious. I guess I kind of am.”

Beau rose up to lean on an elbow. He touched her chin. “I’ve never found you obnoxious, Allie. A bit irritating now and again, maybe.” He grinned and the dimples in both cheeks made an adorable appearance. “But that was only because I wanted to bang you so bad.”

She slapped playfully at his arm, “I doubt that’s true.”

“Oh, it’s true, all right. Also, that couple was seriously annoying. I’m suspicious she was faking it.”

“I don’t know, Beau. I just got pretty swept away. I mean, I broke a lamp. And I think I might have vocalized rather loudly.”

“We both did. And Carmen is going to give us shit about it in the morning. Be prepared.”

Beau removed the condom. His penis was no less beautiful resting lazily against his leg than when it was hard and pulsing. And she wanted to play with it.

“I see what you’re eyeing, Allie. And it’s going to take me an hour or so before I’ll be ready for round two.”

“Oh, that’s not what I was thinking.”

Beau raised a single eyebrow.

“Okay, so maybe I was,” Alice said. “I’m going to go use the restroom, because some women get urinary tract infections after intercourse, and when I come back, we’ll take a little nap.”

“How about a medium-sized nap? I’ve rounded up cattle, loaded them onto a trailer, unloaded them at an auction, braved a strip mall, fixed a fence, danced at a bachelorette party, performed a private lap dance, and had sex with my ex-babysitter”—he looked at his watch—“all in the past eighteen hours.”

Yikes! Sometimes she forgot just how hard Beau worked, and that what he did all day often involved physical labor.

She kissed him on the nose. “You can sleep as long as you want, Beau Montgomery. You’ve earned it.”

He winked at her. “Give me two hours to rest my eyes, darlin’. And I want you in my arms while I’m doing it.”

Chapter

Thirty-Four

A gap in the drapes allowed a sliver of light to enter the room, and in a flash, Beau threw off the covers. What time was it? If a cowboy opened his eyes to daylight, he was already late. He looked around for his boots, ready to jump into them like a firefighter rushing to a three-alarm fire.

But wait. He rubbed his eyes. This wasn’t his room. Hell, this wasn’t even Rancho Cañada Verde. He flopped back onto the mattress with a huge old grin as last night washed over him. He sighed contentedly. He had nothing to do today but help get the place ready for Brittany’s wedding tonight.

The wedding. After last night, he was more confident than ever that what he and Alice had together was real. He was going to suggest ripping the contract to shreds.

Allie’s side of the bed (if you could call it that—she’d pretty much slept on top of him) was empty. But there was a note on the pillow.

Beau squinted in the dim light. The first thing he saw was hearts. He grinned stupidly. Because she’d drawn hearts. Focusing more intently, he noted the first letter of each word as Allie had taught him. And then the rest settled into place. He heard her voice in his head as he read.

Bridesmaid breakfast. Busy all day. See you at the wedding!

PS Thanks for the love lessons. You’re a good teacher, Beau Montgomery.

Love lessons. He wasn’t exactly sure that he’d been the teacher.

He looked on the nightstand for his phone, and found it on the floor next to the broken lamp. Damn, it was a quarter after nine! He hadn’t slept this late since . . . Well, he’d never slept this late. He grinned lazily. Allie Cat had worn him out.

Last night, she’d let him sleep for two hours before waking him up in a most enjoyable way, and then they’d gone at it again. You couldn’t introduce Alice to a new subject and not expect her to do extensive research.

Beau, how long does it take for your penis to become flaccid after you ejaculate?

What happens if I keep touching it?

Why are you making that face? Is that a happy face or a pained face?

They’d tried every position he could think of, and a few he hadn’t.

Beau, can we do it standing up?

The answer to that had been yes.

There were so many things left on Allie’s bucket list. He wanted to be there for all of it, even the fancy European museums. He’d never been all that interested in traveling before, but doing it with Allie would be an adventure.

He stretched, and his heart filled up with