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    Harmony and High Heels

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      “But first, I have a question to ask you.”

      Her eyes grew wide, and she looked like she was about to be hit by a truck. She smoothed down her skirt and then her hair. “Okay, I’m ready.” Her swallow was audible.

      He was a bastard for stringing her along like this, but that was what he and Harmony did. The fact that he would pay for it later only made it more exciting.

      “Harmony Marie Wright?”

      She put her free hand to her heart. “Yes?”

      Gently, he took her free hand and got down on one knee. “Would you do me the honor of … telling me where the key to the handcuffs is?”

      Her breath left her in a rush, and she lightly kicked him in the shoulder. “Bastard.”

      He grinned. “I’m sorry, but I really want to get laid and that handcuff seriously limits my options.”

      “You’re pretty confident about getting laid. Who says this whole scenario is about sex? Can’t a girl just handcuff herself to her boyfriend’s car? Maybe I’m working on my tan.” Harmony was the only girl in the world who could pull off nonchalance while handcuffed to the hood of a car.

      “Oh, I’m so getting laid.” He slid his hand up the inside of her thigh, stroked his fingers along her wet, bare sex. “You wouldn’t have shown up here without underwear if I wasn’t going to get laid.”

      “I don’t know about that. It’s hot and I’m wearing leather.” She spread her legs a little, then moaned when he slipped a finger inside of her. “Get me off, and I’ll tell you.”

      “Tell me, and I’ll get you off.”

      “You don’t really think I’m going to give in that easily, do you?”

      He grinned. “I think you already have.” He slipped a second finger inside of her, just to prove his point.

      Harmony was no pushover, and it wasn’t long before he was frantic to be inside of her. He circled her clit once, twice, a third time, then nearly came in his pants as she flew over the edge right there on the hood of his Maserati.

      As he watched her fly, her beautiful face alight with pleasure and love and more joy than he’d ever seen, he promised himself that he was going to get the whole damn car bronzed.

      Later, after she’d whispered the location of the key to the handcuffs into his ear and they were finally at home and tucked up safe in his bed, he rolled over and opened the drawer to his nightstand.

      “Harmony, I’ve got another question to ask you.” It was time to make an honest woman out of her.

      “No.”

      “You mean no, you don’t want to hear the question?” He wasn’t taking no for an answer.

      “I mean the answer to your question is no.” She knitted her fingers behind her head and lay back like she didn’t have a care in the world.

      “You don’t even know what I’m going to ask you.” His hand trembled a little as he reached for the small, light-blue box that had been sitting in this drawer since the day after they first made love.

      “It doesn’t matter. After that stunt you pulled earlier, you’ll be lucky if I ever say yes to anything you ask ever again.”

      “But I really want you to say yes to this question.”

      She snorted. “And I really want to ride a rocket ship to the moon, but I’m pretty sure that shit’s not happening either.”

      Figuring they’d be there all day if he didn’t take matters into his own hands, Dalton rolled over on top of her and kissed her until she didn’t have enough breath left to form sounds, let alone actual sentences. And then he pressed the box into her hand.

      Her eyes widened. “You better not be fucking with me again.”

      “I’m not.”

      “I mean it, Dalton. If you’re messing with me, I will make your miserable for the rest of your life.”

      “I would expect nothing less.” He kissed her again, this time soft and sweet and so, so perfect. “I’m not messing you,” he whispered against her lips. “I swear.”

      She nodded and only then did she bring her hand up to see the small Tiffany’s box he’d handed her. “Is this—”

      “I love you, Harmony Marie Wright. I think I’ve loved you since the moment I laid eyes on you, and I know I’ll love you until the last breath I take. Marry me.”

      Her eyes narrowed and she shoved against his chest until she could hitch up on her elbows. “That didn’t sound like a question.”

      “What?”

      “I said, that didn’t sound like a question. And If you don’t have a question, then I don’t have an answer.”

      He laughed. He couldn’t help himself. Harmony really was one of a kind. “I’m sorry, baby. Let me try this again. I love you, Harmony, and I want to spend the rest of my life making you the happiest woman alive. Please, please, please, will you marry me?”

      She studied him for long seconds and then she raised one eyebrow. “I’ll think about it.” She rolled over and pulled the covers up to her chin.

      He waited for her to say something else, to admit that she was just messing with him. But minutes ticked by, and she said nothing at all.

      When he couldn’t take it anymore, he rolled her back onto her back and demanded, “Seriously? That’s all you’re going to say?”

      “Payback’s a bitch.” She busted out laughing.

      “Harmony.” The most important moment of his life, and she was messing with him. God, that’s why he loved her so much.

      “Dalton.” She returned his staunch tone.

      “You’re going to marry me.” He wasn’t taking no for an answer.

      “Am I?”

      “Damn straight you are.” There was only one thing left to do. He tickled her until she was writhing beneath him.

      She laughed. “Okay.”

      “Okay what?”

      “Okay, I’ll marry you. What the hell else have I got to do?” She grinned up at him. “Besides, I hear you can get me fifty-yard-line seats to all of the Wranglers games.”

      He grabbed her hand and shoved his ring on her finger, where it belonged. Where he was determined it would stay for the rest of their lives.

      And what do you know, it looked absolutely perfect.

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      About the Author

      * * *

      Katie Graykowski is an award-winning author who likes sassy heroines, Mexican food, movies where lots of stuff gets blown up, and glitter nail polish. She lives on a hilltop outside of Austin, Texas where her home office has an excellent view of the Texas Hill Country. When she’s not writing, she’s scuba diving. Drop by her website www.katiegraykowski.com or send her an email at katiegraykowski@me.com.

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      Other Books By Katie Graykowski

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      The Marilyns Series

      Place Your Bets

      Getting Lucky

      The Lone Stars Series

      Perfect Summer

      Saving Grace

      Changing Lanes

      The Debra Dilemma

      PTO Murder Club Series

      Rest in Pieces

      Blown to Pieces

      Texas Rose Ranch Series

      Texas Rose Forever

      Fort Worth Wrangler’s Novels

      Lyric and Lingerie

      Harmony and High Heels

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      Other Books by Tracy Wolff

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      Every Move You Make

      Every Breath You Take

      The Hero Agenda Series

      Relentless

      The Ethan Frost Series

      Flawed

      Exposed

      Addicted

      Ruined

      Shaken Dirty Book

      Crash Into Me

      Drive Me Crazy

      Fade Into You

      A Hotwired Novel

      Accelerate

      The Diamond Tycoons

      Pursued

      Claimed

      An Extreme Risk Novel

      Slashed

      Shattered

      Shredded

      Other Books

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      Tie Me Down

      Full Exposure

      About the Baby

      Healing Dr. Alexander

      From the Beginning

      Deserving of Luke

      Unguarded

      Beginning with Their Baby

      Tease Me

      The Christmas Present

      From Friend to Father

      A Christmas Wedding

      No Apologies

     

     

     



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