Holding You (Love Wanted in Texas 3)

Looking out the window, I let my eyes adjust. Sucking in a breath, I opened the truck door and jumped out. My hands came up to my mouth as I walked over to the tree. The tree that held the treehouse Gunner made for all of us. I hadn’t been here in years. Truth be told, I had forgotten all about it.

Stopping just short of the tree, I looked up. It looked like it was in perfect condition. Like the years hadn’t even touched it at all. It stood only a few feet off the ground, but when I was six, it seemed so high.

Closing my eyes, my mind drifted back to that fall day.

“COLT, YOU WATCH Lauren and make sure she doesn’t fall,” Momma yelled out. Colt turned and smiled. “I won’t, Aunt Jessie! Promise!”

Colt took my hand and helped me climb up into our new treehouse. Looking around, I started jumping. “Is this all ours?”

Colt started jumping, too! “Yes! And Luke’s and Grace’s and Libby’s and Will’s and my stupid sister Alex’s! Oh and Daddy said it’s for Maegan and Taylor, too!”

Letting out a scream, I hugged Colt. “I can’t wait to show them,” I said as I stopped jumping and spun around.

Colt stopped me from spinning. “Or, we could tell my momma and daddy and your momma and daddy that this is our spot.”

Grinning so hard my cheeks hurt, I nodded my head. “Yeah! Our special spot forever, Colt. You can even marry me here.”

Colt wasn’t smiling anymore. “You want to marry me, Lauren?”

Shrugging my shoulders, I scrunched up my nose and looked up to think about it. Looking back at Colt, I nodded my head and said, “Yep. You ain’t gonna marry anyone else, Colt Mathews.” Placing my hand on my hip, I took my other hand and pointed at Colt. Like Momma does when she wants me to listen real good. “You hear me? If you do, I’ll beat you up ‘cause I ain’t afraid of you.”

“I ain’t afraid of you either and girls can’t beat up boys, Lauren.”

My lip began to shake and I felt sad. “Does that mean you won’t wait to marry me, Colt?”

Colt laughed as he spun his body around. “Ah heck, Lauren. I’ll marry you. I don’t think any other boy could like you more than I do anyway. I will love you forever. That’s what Daddy says to Momma.”

Standing up straight, I nodded my head as I stomped my foot. “Then it’s settled. You’re gonna marry me and become Mr. Lauren Ashley Reynolds.”

“Cool!” Colt smiled and winked. I had to look away cause my face felt funny. “Come on, let’s play hide and seek before the others get here! You’re it!”

Covering my eyes, I counted to twenty-five before I jumped down out of Colt and mine’s special spot and started looking for him. I couldn’t wait to grow up and marry Colt.

A TEAR SLOWLY slid down my cheek as I opened my eyes. Our spot. How could I have forgotten about our spot? Oh my glitter. I’m the worst girlfriend in the world. I was planning on biting Colt’s dick!

My body instantly warmed as tingles raced across my skin. Colt wrapped his arms around me and whispered in my ear. “You thought I was taking you to some spot I had with another girl, didn’t you?”

Pulling away from his hot breath, I barely said, “No.”

Colt began nipping my earlobe. “Really? Cause you sure looked pissed off when I was driving through the fields.”

The pull in my lower stomach was growing as the seconds ticked off the clock. “N-no I didn’t.”

Colt’s hand slipped down my chest, over my stomach and into my pants and panties. Oh God. Yes.

“Really? Are you sure about that, Lauren?” Colt’s fingertips brushed across my lips and clit as my legs wobbled.

“W-what are we talking about?” I panted.

Much to my disapproval, Colt pulled his hand out of my shorts and stood in front of me. Cupping his hands on the sides of my face, Colt stared into my eyes. “This is our spot. Forever and always. I’m going to make love to you in our spot, Lauren. You stole my heart that day you stomped your foot down and declared I was to marry no one but you. I promise to make that come true, sweetheart.”

Brushing his lips softly against mine, he smiled and said, “I want nothing more than to become Mr. Lauren Ashley Reynolds.” Smiling, I let out a chortle. Colt pulled back, his hands still cupping my face as he pierced my blue eyes with his.

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Placing my hands on Colt’s strong arms, I fought to hold back my tears. Damn it all to hell. I have never cried as much as I have since I started dating this incredibly sexy and handsome man standing before me.

Closing my eyes, I whispered, “Colt.”