Wild and Wrangled (Rebel Blue Ranch, #4)

by Lyla Sage

“All right, then, Mr. Tucker. Would you like to share with the class or shall I?” Dusty was quiet for a second. Mr. Watson started to unfold the paper. “I haven’t stopped thinking about kissing you,” Dusty blurted out, and Mr. Watson’s face blanched. It even took me a minute to catch up. “I hope you’re talking about the contents of the note, Mr. Tucker.” “Yes, sir,” Dusty said. He took a step forward—I saw his shoe in my periphery, and then he kneeled right next to my desk. “I haven’t stopped thinking about kissing you,” Dusty said again. This time, his gray eyes were on mine. “I think about it all the time, actually. I think there’s something wrong with me. “I think about you when I wake up and when I go to sleep. During the day, you just stand at the front of my brain, and I can’t shake it. When I’m with you, I don’t want it to end, and when I’m not, I just want to see you again. “Is it stupid for me to write this in a note that I’m going to give you in English class? Probably. But I like writing to you. I like that these are just ours…well, not anymore obviously,” Dusty added, smiling a little. “I can’t say for sure, but I think I’m in love with you.” My breath caught in my throat. The smile on my face was big and reckless, and my cheeks burned with embarrassment and excitement. “I’m going to kiss you now,” Dusty said, and I nodded eagerly. He rose and took my face in his hands before his mouth landed on mine. I forgot we were in class. I forgot people were watching us....