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e rest of this bottle?"
"You are trying to get me drunk." We finished the bottle and then he put everything back into the basket.
"Well, let's go..."he said. He linked his fingers around mine.
I leaned closer to him. Maybe it was the alcohol or maybe it was just me. I took him about 5 seconds to drop the picnic basket and turn toward me. He put his hand on my face. His lips were less than an inch from mine.
"Hi." He said barely breathing. He wrapped his other arm around my waist.
"Hi back." My world was spinning. I closed my eyes, and he pulled me closer to him. He sighed and backed away. He kissed my cheek and picked up the picnic basket. What had just happened? We started to walk again and he picked up my hand. "We're almost there," he said smiling. My heart was still racing.
"What are we doing?!" I demanded. And then I saw the stables and two beautiful horses.
"Horseback riding." He said as if it should have been the most obvious thing in the world.
"Well of course." I said sarcastically.
"Shh you." He slid his arm around my waist and pulled me tight. "When I planned this, both horses were healthy. Now, only one is-so we are going to have to share one..."
"Share a horse?"
"Uh yeah. Is that a problem?"
"No...I guess not. I think that it's just an excuse to get close to me, though."
He chuckled. "It's quite possible."
I'm no horse expert, but I could tell that he was no ordinary horse. He was white with brown spots, almost like a leopard. Cooper threw out some fancy lingo about him being an 'Appaloosa'-because that really meant something to me. When I told him that, he just laughed at me and me that his name was Ranger. He had blue eyes. He was gorgeous. And the horse wasn't the only gorgeous creature there. I found myself staring at Cooper. HIS blue eyes. Short, wavy blonde hair. He wasn't tan but wasn't pale either. He was 6'3" with the right amount of muscle. And his smile was out of this world. I couldn't stop staring at him. I didn't get why he was so determined to be on a date with me.
"What is it?" He asked. I hadn't realized how close he had gotten while I was daydreaming.
"Just you," I said as I leaned closer to him. "You're too good for..."
He shut me up with a finger on my lips. "Hush. You are too..." But he never finished. He started to turn away as if he were trying to resist. I grabbed his arm and pulled him back. I put my hand on his face. I didn't have to do anything else. He pulled me close to him. It was inevitable. His hand reached up to my face. His lips slowly moved to mine for what felt like an eternity. And then his lips met mine. I swear I felt a spark. First a hard short kiss then one long, slow kiss and he pulled away. It was the kind of kiss that left you wanting, no needing, more. He un-entwined himself from me.
"I...I'm. I'm, umm..."He stammered.
"Please don't apologize unless you really are sorry."
"I'm not sorry at all," He said as he kissed my cheek then my nose then my forehead. But I had been so cold for so long and I needed more. I had been hiding from myself, hiding from the truth. Because I knew that if Macon had really liked me, he wouldn't have done what he did. And I knew there had been someone else. I had heard Lex and Stevie whispering about it one night. That was the real reason I had shut myself off.
So I kissed him again and he didn't seem to mind. He put his hand on my face and kissed me as if he would never get another chance. He had his arm around my waist keeping my close. I finally broke away.
"I. Uh...I." I really didn't know what to say. He just laughed.
"You ready for the horseback riding?" He was grinning from ear to ear.