Free Cameron, Paige - The Billionaire Maverick Bargains for a Wife [Wives for the Western Billionaires 3] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic) by Paige Cameron Page A

busy, but the food was good. They didn’t talk much. Brent enjoyed watching her. As she ate and listened to the cowboy band, her muscles began to relax. Her smile became more natural, not that grimace she’d given him earlier.
    Turning her attention from the band, she looked at him and smiled. His heartbeat thumped harder in his chest.
    “Thank you for not flooding me with questions. This is just what I needed, a time to regroup and catch my breath. Are we going by the ranch? If so, maybe we ought to go before it gets too late.”
    “Sure. I didn’t want to hurry you.”
    “I’m ready.”
    Something in her eyes told him there was a deeper meaning to that statement. He motioned to the waiter and paid their bill. On the way out he held his hand against the small dip in her back. He wanted the men glancing her way to know she was his, that he was claiming her.
    As soon as they were in the truck, he turned west and stepped on the gas. He’d been waiting all night for this.
    When he turned in, moonlight shone a silver path across the dark lake. Brent stopped the truck right near the bank. He went around and opened Angie’s door, then lifted her down.
    He wrapped his arms around her, holding her body close against his. Taking a deep breath, he filled his lungs with her scent. She snuggled and leaned her head against his chest.
    Right here, right now, he had everything he wanted. For the first time in his life, the restlessness that had haunted him for years settled and faded away.
    Angie looked up at him. “Can we sit for a minute? I have a story I have to tell you. I need to ask for your help.”
    Brent brushed a kiss over her soft lips. His heart pounded with the knowledge that she trusted him enough to talk without his annoying questions.
    “I just happen to have a blanket and a cooler with me. Hold on.” He opened the back door of the truck and soon had the blanket spread out and pulled a bottle of champagne, with glasses from the cooler. “To celebrate.” He deftly popped the cork and handed her a glass of the sparkling wine.
    She giggled. “The bubbles tickle my nose.”
    He settled beside her. “Move over and sit in between my legs. You can lean back on me.” She hesitated. “I promise to behave, until you finish talking, anyway.” With his dick pulsing and hard that wasn't going to be an easy promise to keep, but he was determined.
    Angie scooted around and leaned back into his arms. “I suspect there isn’t any place or any time that could be better than this moment,” he whispered in her ear. Except if I was deep inside your sweet, tight pussy.
     
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    Her heart pounded both with nerves and with the desire coiling in her stomach. She took a sip of the cool champagne to give herself time to think how to start.
    “When I went home this afternoon, I went into my mother’s room and retrieved a chest my mother had locked in her safety deposit box. I hadn’t been ready to open it before now. Inside were letters from my father to my mother during a time he was in the military and away from home. I read them. They were beautiful, full of love and dreams.”
    “Were you born yet?”
    “No. It was several years before my birth. But the real reason I looked into the box was for answers.”
    “Did you find them?” He held her closer and kissed the top of her head.
    She felt his warmth and wanted to burrow into it and forget, but she needed to continue. “I found more questions. You already suspect I have secrets. I do. Ones I’ve never dared share with anyone.”
    “You can trust me. I won’t do anything to hurt you.”
    “I believe you, and I’m going to have to trust you. You’re the only person who may have the skills to help me solve the mystery. I don’t know why my mother took me and fled from my stepfather.
    “I know he beat her. That was part of the reason, but not all of it. She left my baby sister behind and grieved over that decision until the day she died.”
    Angie glanced back