Stacking the Deck (A Betting on Romance Novel Book 2)(110)

“The airport, please,” she managed before Carter’s kiss prevented any further speech. She didn’t care that they were soaked to their underwear. Didn’t care about anything except the fact that she’d been given a second chance to start over and do things right this time.

Start a new chapter on a clean page.

Long, delicious minutes later, she pulled back with a sigh, her head falling against Carter’s shoulder.

She was engaged! Not almost-engaged this time, but publicly, completely, publish-it-in-the-paper, shout-it-from-the-rooftops engaged! And, more importantly, to the right man!

Just because she could, she leaned in for another kiss. “I can’t wait to cross off number eleven.”

“Number eleven? What number eleven?”

She leaned closer, her words whispering against the sensitive flesh of his ear. Then she laughed silkily, delightedly, as his eyes widened and his breath hissed through his teeth.

“I love a woman who’s good at math,” he murmured appreciatively. Then he pulled her into his arms and proved it.




THE END