Belong to You by Cheyenne McCray Page A

chocolate. One can never have enough, and the darker the better.” She smiled inwardly as she thought about how many times she thought of his eyes as chocolate brown. Yes, she loved chocolate.
    He linked his fingers with hers as they started walking down the aisle past the vendors. With a grin, he said, “That’s good to know.”
    She liked the feel of his hand around hers and her tummy did all kinds of flips and flops. The caramel apple was delicious—the apple was juicy and the chocolate absolutely yummy. She felt light of heart and found herself enjoying every moment of the day.
    “Best date ever,” she said. She finished off her caramel apple and tossed the stick into a garbage can. “Thank you for bringing me.”
    “I’m glad you came.” He nodded toward the games. “Up to a little friendly competition?”
    She nodded. “You bet.”
    They spent the next half hour playing games. She did well with knocking down the milk bottles but couldn’t beat Mike at darts or shooting rubber ducks in the bin of water. By the time they were finished playing, Mike had won a large stuffed animal and he let her pick out one. She chose a stuffed alligator and he carried it while they continued enjoying the pumpkin festival.
    As the day grew later, Mike left Anna to take the alligator to the SUV and to grab their jackets. While he was gone, she went to a glass-blowing booth and watched a man make a hand blown ornament.
    Mike came up beside her when he returned. “Pretty amazing, isn’t it?”
    She nodded. “It’s been fun watching the artist.”
    Mike continued to hold their jackets as they continued on.
    When they reached a bobbing for apples booth, he gestured to the large tub and the floating apples. “Up for a little wager?”
    “And what that might be?” she asked.
    “If I get an apple, I get a kiss,” he said with a sexy grin.
    A thrill went through her as she took the jackets from him. “You’d better get that apple, Sheriff.”

Chapter 7
    The memory of how Mike had kissed her the night she’d met him at Nectars caused flutters in Anna’s belly. She found herself holding her breath as he held his hands behind his back and leaned forward. Apples bobbed in the water and she wondered if he’d be able to get one.
    He looked at her and winked, and she thought she’d swoon like a historical romance book heroine. He lowered his face to the water and she bit her lower lip as she watched him. She didn’t have long to wait. His teeth sank into one of the red apples and he rose, holding the apple with his teeth.
    She swallowed as he took the apple out of his mouth and with a grin, caught her by the waist and drew her close to him. His face was cool and wet against hers, but his mouth was warm and inviting as he kissed her, long and so very sweet.
    When he drew away, applause burst around them. Anna blinked, trying to catch her breath as she looked to see a small crowd around them. Heat crept through her and she glanced at Mike to see him smiling. He dried his face off with a paper towel that was handed to him then tossed it. They shared the apple before he took the jackets from her. He grabbed her hand and they walked toward the corn maze.
    Lips still tingling from Mike’s kiss, she looked up at him. “What if we get lost?”
    He grinned at her. “I can think of worse things than getting lost with you.”
    She loved the zings that shot through her belly when he smiled like that at her. “You lead the way.”
    When they entered the maze, he gripped her hand tighter. The corn towered over them, and she would have felt lost immediately if it hadn’t been for his hold on her hand. Corn stalks swayed and leaves brushed her skin and the cool air smelled of earth and cornhusks.
    As they walked through the maze, feeling more and more lost, they laughed and soon she was breathless from the laughter.
    “I think we’re going in circles,” Mike said when they reached another junction. “What do you think? Right or