Free Rock Star Kisses (Romance on the Ranch Book 6) by Verna Clay Page B

and tugged her into the
ice cream parlor. He made the peace sign with his fingers and said to the clerk,
"Peace, brother." He cocked his head at Tessa, "What's your
pleasure, Butterfly?"
    She looked longingly at the carton of double
fudge-fudge, but said, "I'd like a single orange sherbet."
    He said to the clerk, "We'll have two
double fudge-fudge double scoops."
    Tessa opened her mouth to protest and he quickly
planted a kiss on it.
    After Sean paid the clerk and handed out her
treat, Tessa glared at him and then licked her ice cream. She moaned with
pleasure and he leaned down to her ear. "I sure hope I can please you
tonight as much as that ice cream."
    "Sean!" she exclaimed, and then
corrected herself. "Moon Boy!"
    He said, "Come on; let's go see what's
playing at the movies."
    They located the theater in Cherry Creek
Shopping Center and perused the poster boards. Moon Boy said, "You pick
out whatever you want, Butterfly."
    "Really. You mean you wouldn't mind
watching a chick-flick?"
    "Honey, I'll watch anything you choose,
just as long as I can sneak my arm around you and steal a few kisses."
    She giggled and said, "Just because you're
so accommodating, I say we watch that sci-fi you seemed really interested
in."
    The movie turned out to be very good, but
Tessa…er…Butterfly liked the stolen kisses from Moon Boy much more. His fake
beard tickled and she had to stifle giggles more than once.
    After the movie they walked the mall and window
shopped. They received more than a few glances. Butterfly wore a flowing skirt
plastered with butterflies that she'd found at Cindy's Second Chance Clothing
shop in Paxtonville and a peasant top that kept falling off one shoulder. She'd
pinned several silk flowers in her hair and she wore sandals that laced up to
mid calf. She'd even drawn a butterfly on her right cheek with colorful flow
pens.
    As for Moon Boy, in addition to what looked to
be a month's worth of beard, he wore baggy linen trousers, a matching linen
tunic, and a blue bandana tied around his forehead. He also wore sandals. As
extra disguise, he had donned large, very dark sunglasses.
    When they walked past a music store blaring one
of his tunes, he grabbed Butterfly's hand and hurried her away.
    In the late afternoon they found an out-of-the-way
Italian restaurant and asked for the most private table available. The waiter
grinned and led them to a small courtyard beside a bubbling fountain.
    After they placed their orders, Butterfly leaned
back and sighed, "I haven't had this much fun in years!"
    Moon Boy smiled. "I haven't either. See how
fantastic we are together."
    The waiter returned with drinks before she could
answer.
    Their meal was delicious, their conversation
fabulous, and their desire to be alone consuming. Moon Boy said, "Let's skip
the park and go back to our motel."
    Butterfly nodded shyly.
    They had driven to Denver in Butterfly's car
because her dad's beater truck wasn't reliable enough to drive out of town, and
Moon Boy's sports car would have garnered way too much attention. Butterfly
could tell that Moon Boy truly loved his anonymity.
    Back at the Holiday Inn Motel, Moon Boy shed his
disguise and once again became Sean Barfield. Butterfly closed her eyes when
Sean began removing the flowers from her hair. He said, "You're beautiful
as Butterfly, but even more beautiful as Tessa."
    After much encouragement, he finally got her
into the shower with him and Tessa knew there was nothing on earth more erotic
than showering with Sean Barfield.

Chapter 18: Puppy Lost
     
    Preston handed Tessa the file on Biscuit. Freckles
had brought him in for a checkup and the dog was thriving under her care.
During the pup's examination he had been polite but aloof. He hadn't been back
to Freckles' duplex since her razzing him about his dream girl a week earlier. By
the way she'd watched him during the checkup, he'd felt like a bug under a
microscope, but he was determined to not let her get under his skin again. As
she