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Draven tenderly cupped her cheeks in his large hands. His blue eyes mesmerized her. She leaned into his strong, muscular physique.

“Did you mean it?” he asked.

“Mean what?” She played innocent, even though she knew what he was asking.

His hands slid down her body and landed on her waist. He brushed his lips gently against hers once more.

“That I love you?” she asked.

He gave a nod.

“Yes, I meant it.” She reached up and entwined her fingers together at the base of his neck. He was so much taller than her that it was a stretch to do it. She held his gaze and didn’t care they were in a crowded bar. “Draven Harvey, I love you.”

His lips turned up in the corner, and her heart skipped a beat. She had thought Draven had been sexy before. Smiling Draven was drop-dead gorgeous, and she was the luckiest woman on the planet.

“Cashea Moss, I love you, too,” he admitted.

She grinned and leaned up on her toes to offer him her lips. He obliged her and covered her mouth with his. Her arms tightened around him. She never wanted to let him go.

Almost a year ago, she’d taken a chance to just come say hello to the sexy cowboy. Now, here she was, in love with him and in his arms. Somewhere she wanted to be forever.