Holding You (Love Wanted in Texas 3)

The crooked smile grew bigger as Colt took a step closer to me. “Hey, sweetheart.”

Rachel stopped talking as Colt pulled me into his arms. “I was wondering where the most beautiful girl in the pasture was.”

Letting out a soft chuckle, I turned to Rachel. “Oh hey there, Rachel. I didn’t see you there.”

Rachel gave me a dirty look, but quickly turned it to a smile when Colt looked at her.

That’s right. He’s mine bitch so just move along. Move. Along.

“Lauren, how are you?”

An evil thought entered my mind. Do I ignore said thought? No. No I don’t think I should.

Giving a fake, but believable laugh, I looked at Colt, then back to Rachel as I let out a breath. “Well, I’m tired but that’s to be expected. You know, first trimester and all.”

Peeking back to Colt, his smile dropped and I actually could see the color drain from his face. Swallowing hard, Colt said, “W-what?”

Rachel also asked what. But her what was more of a shout.

“What? What do you mean? Oh my God. Are you?”

My eyes were still on Rachel, but I was watching Colt out of the corner of my eye as he leaned closer to me. “Lauren, baby, I need to talk to you.”

It was taking everything I had not to bust out laughing. Rachel was now falling over her words as she attempted to ask me how far along I was.

“When . . . is the baby . . . don’t you think you’re a little young?”

Placing her hands on her hips she looked between Colt and me.

Tipping my head to the side, I placed my fingertips on my partially opened mouth. “Well, I don’t know what my age has to do with anything.”

Colt pulled on my arm. “Um, Lauren can I speak with you for a second?”

Snarling her lip up at me, Rachel shook her head. “Your parents must be utterly disappointed with you.”

Colt stepped in-between us. Oh man. This was just too fun watching Rachel get her panties in a twist.

Looking around Colt, I asked, “Why do you say that, Rachel? My father is extremely proud that my first attempt at breeding was successful,” I said with a wicked smile.

“What?” Rachel and Colt said at the same time. Colt pushed me away from Rachel. “Baby, I really think you and I need to talk.”

Leaning in I kissed Colt on the lips softly but quickly. “Colt, I’m just happy about Mia being pregnant. I thought you were, too?”

Biting on my lower lip, I tired like hell to keep in my laughter. Taking a peek at Rachel, I saw the confused look on her face.

“Wait. What?” Colt said as relief washed over his face. Then he smiled. A really big smile that made my stomach flip. “Mia’s pregnant?”

Smiling, I nodded my head and said, “Yep. My mom confirmed it this morning.”

Pulling me into a hug and lifting me up, Colt spun me around. “Sweetheart, this is wonderful!”

Setting me back down, Colt placed his hands on the sides of my face as his thumbs brushed across my skin leaving a fiery wake in their path. “Lauren, I’m so damn proud of you.” Leaning in closer, his lips brushed against my neck as he moved them up to my ear and whispered, “And you totally had me second-guessing our decision about no more condoms.”

The moment his lips touched mine, I forgot everything and everyone. My hands reached up and held onto his arms as my knees wobbled. Colt’s tongue danced in perfect harmony with mine as he deepened the kiss with a moan.

Rachel cleared her throat. “Um. Hello, you know I’m still standing here.”

Colt pulled his lips back and whispered, “I love you so much.”