While he was gone, she wrapped her arms around Colt’s waist, raised herself on her toes, and gave him a kiss. “Thank you. I feel like it’s my birthday, or Christmas.” “As long as you don’t ride back to Arizona.” “Not a chance.” “Good. Not sure what I’d do if you did.” His serious tone made her go still. Was he saying what she thought he was? He whispered, “I think I’ve stumbled into a love match, Mrs. Lee.” She placed her cheek against his chest and held him as tightly as he held her. Happiness filled her heart. All she felt for him was now free to savor, enjoy, and grow.
