Page 50 of Her Wild Cowboy Billionaire

“Okay.” He lifted his hands, palms out. “You got me. I asked Kelly what I should get, and she gave me these bubble bath bombs. She said the ladies would love them.”

Willow ran a finger down his cheek. “That was very sweet.”

“Thanks. Now, all the guest rooms are pretty much alike. The only difference is in the brass bed’s head and foot boards.”

In her room was a brass bed with delicate-looking head and foot boards. They had fancy scrolling, swirling designs.

Mindy’s room had the same light wood furniture, a bureau with a mirror, a tall chest of drawers and two nightstands. Her bed’s head and foot boards were straight, round brass tubes with no scrolling.

Mindy took her bag from Travis and threw it on the bed. “I’m ready. Let’s go riding.”

Willow laughed. She couldn’t seem to help herself. Mindy was so excited; Willow didn’t have the heart to make her put her clothes away. “Okay.” She took her bag from Travis and set it just inside the door. “I’m ready when you are.”

Mindy’s jaw dropped. “Wow, Mom. Aren’t you going to make me put my clothes away properly?”

“Not today. We’ll have a nice breakfast somewhere and then go horseback riding.” She put a hand on her hip. “Would you rather I make you take care of your clothes first?”

The girl shook her head. “No, ma’am. Let’s go eat.”

“Okay, ladies. We’re in the Trailblazer today. Shall we go?”

“Yes!” Mindy shouted and jumped up before running out of the room and down the stairs.

“Yes.” Willow laughed at her daughter’s exuberance.

As for Travis, he looked like a proud papa waiting to see his children react to the presents he’d bought them and grinning like a fool.

Willow took Travis’s hand. “Shall we go catch her before she decides to try and drive herself?”

Travis didn’t move. Instead, he pulled her close, put a hand behind her head and kissed her. When he pulled back, he rested his forehead against hers. “I missed you last night.”

She looked down and then back at his beautiful dark-coffee-brown eyes. “I know. I missed you, too.”

“Marry me, Willow. Here, today.”

“You know I can’t. Even if I said yes, we promised Mindy, we’d go riding. After that, I don’t think we’d have the time to get everything done and find a judge with the time in his schedule. Do you have something already planned?”

“No. I don’t, but we could plan on when to get married if you said yes.”

“I can’t, you know that.”

“Okay.” He nipped at her lips with feathery kisses. “Let’s go ride a horse.” He put his arm around her waist. “Want to ride double?”

“Nope. I’m riding my own, hopefully spirited, horse. I’m an excellent rider, remember?”

He shook his head. “I’ve tried to forget that day ever existed.”

“I remember the good things and shove away the bad. I have to. I remember how brave my Mindy was. She didn’t break down until she was back in my arms and safe. Somehow I’m sure she kept her level head while she was with him. She’s never been one to show others her fear. I’m still so proud of her. I remember you wanting to have Simmons’ neck in your hands when he mistreated Mindy. I remember being home and safe with all of us there, and I remember sitting on the sofa with you after Mindy went to bed. Not everything that day was bad.” She cupped his jaw and drew him in for a kiss.

“Mom! Travis! Let’s go.”

Willow broke the kiss. “We’d better make haste.”

“After you, sweetheart.”

Willow almost stumbled. That was the first time she could remember him using that endearment, or any endearment. With Mindy, yes, always little firefly or sweetheart, but with Willow, he hadn’t. Did he know he loved her? Did he expect her to know without him telling her?”

Chapter 12