We end the night wrapped up in each other, and I can’t seem to take my hands or lips off her. I want to be as close to Maize as possible. While I want to lose myself with her, I keep control of the situation and only allow her to kiss me.

“Thanks for a nice evening,” I tell her once she drives me back to my house. It’s late, and we have to be up early, but that doesn’t make it any easier to leave.

“You’re welcome.” She smiles in return. “I’ll see you at breakfast.”

By six, I’m dragging my ass outta bed and wishing I had an extra hour or three of sleep. Though I’ll be paying for it today, last night was worth it. I’m enjoying Maize’s effort and appreciate the lengths she’s already gone to. When I look around the B&B, I don’t immediately see her, so I load a plate with food. After chatting with Grayson, Riley, and Diesel, Maize appears wearing a wide, bright smile and greets everyone.

“Do I get a special breakfast this mornin’?” Grayson flashes a cocky smirk, and I kick him underneath the table. By the looks the other guys give him, Grayson spilled the news about Maize and me.

“You wish.” She snorts.

“How about me? Your favorite cousin?” Riley muses.

“Or your favorite future cousin-in-law?” Diesel adds with a grin.

“You know…” Maize puts her hands on her hips. “It really surprises me you two managed to find women. Sorry, Grayson. Kenzie will get the stick outta her ass one day.”

They laugh at the way Grayson glares at her. “Don’t put that juju in the air.”

Maize snorts, shaking her head. “Well, anyway. I do have a surprise for you.” She licks her lips, bringing her gaze to mine. “Be right back.”

“So you datin’ my cousin, now?” Riley asks pointedly.

“Maybe.”

“Shut the hell up,” Grayson blurts out. “They’ve been screwin’ for months.”

I kick him harder this time. “Dude.”

“For months?” Diesel asks, chuckling. “I think these Bishop women get their rocks off from sneakin’ around. Don’t get me wrong now, it’s hot as fuck, but I’m bracing myself for the day Grayson and Kenzie come clean.”

“Not happenin’, bro.” Grayson groans.

“We’ll all find out when she’s giving birth to his baby,” I tease.

“You guys fuckin’ suck. I hate you all.” He grunts, then shoves food into his mouth.

Maize returns and sets a platter in front of me. It’s a round cake covered in cream cheese frosting with purple writing on top.

Meet me where we first met. Tomorrow. 8pm.

The guys lean over to read it. “Where’s that?” Diesel and Riley simultaneously ask.

Maize leans down and whispers in my ear, “I want to recreate that night. But this time, no cheating.”