And Then You Dance (Crested Butte Cowboys Series Book 2) by Heather A Buchman

shirtless, the first two buttons of his 501 jeans were undone, and his feet were bare. He lifted her up and held her against the wall. His mouth found her neck as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
    “God Renie, I need you so much.” He reached up and took the clip out of her hair, and then started to pull her jacket off her shoulders. He remembered they weren’t alone in the house. He turned her around and grasped her bottom, carrying her with him.
    He couldn’t help himself; he needed his lips touching hers. He pulled back and looked into her eyes. “Thank you Renie.”
    “Don’t thank me Billy.” She closed her eyes.
    “No, don’t do that, look at me.”
    She opened her eyes.
    “I needed this. I needed you. I needed to connect with you. So, thank you. I don’t know what I would’ve done if I didn’t get to see you this mornin’.”
    He laid her down on the bed and started to pull her clothes off. When she tried to help, he stopped her hands. “No, let me. I need to do this Renie.”
    She rested her hands at her sides and watched him as his eyes lingered over each part of her body as he uncovered it. When she was naked, he tangled one hand in her hair while he ran the other over her body. “Renie, I…”
    She reached up and put her hand over his mouth. “Shh. Just love me Billy. Please.”
    “But—”
    “Shh,” she said again before she lifted up to take his mouth with hers.
     
    It was nine before she got back on the road, and that was after begging Billy to let her go. She almost wished she’d let Ben fly over to get her.
    Her phone rang again.
    “Hey,” she answered, without looking to see who was calling. She assumed it was Billy.
    “Hi honey,” said her mom. “How far are you?”
    “I’m not even to the Springs yet.”
    “Have you listened to the weather? Monarch Pass is closed.”
    No, she hadn’t. She’d been too wrapped up in Billy to think about the weather.
    “Oh no.”
    “I’m glad I reached you before you got further. Ben will come get you.”
    “It’s okay Mom. I can wait until the weather clears up. I’ll head home. I mean, to Billy’s.”
    “See whether he can give you a ride up to the airport.”
    Renie didn’t want to tell her mom that Billy and Dottie were leaving for Texas, or why. She didn’t know when or how they were getting there. She could drive herself to the airport and leave her car there.
    “I’ll call you when he’s leaving.”
    “Are you flying over with him?”
    “Not this time honey. Ben is flying over with his dad. I’ll call you when I know more.”
     
    She called Billy. “I miss you too much. I’m coming back.”
    “Wait. What? You’re comin’ back? Really? Shit. That’s great!”
    “Monarch Pass is closed.”
    “You are such a brat.”
    “I’m still coming back, so you better retract that insult Patterson.”
    “I’ll be waitin’ here in bed for you. Ready and willin’, by the way.”
    “When are you leaving?”
    “Our flight’s this afternoon baby.” His voice got soft to match the tone of hers. “I’m so sorry about this.”
    “Don’t Billy, don’t be sorry.”
    “Aw, don’t cry honey. God, just hurry back here. But Renie, be safe, okay.”
    “I will. I’ll be there in a minute.”
     
    She was crying, and he didn’t have any idea what to do about it. His life was one big Charlie Foxtrot. He wasn’t riding, he was in love with Renie Fairchild, and he might be a daddy. Shit.
    He was lost in thought when he heard the back door open. God he was happy she was back. He wished more than any thing that he could take her to Texas with him. With Renie by his side, he could face anything life threw in his direction.
    “You lit a fire,” she said as she took off her coat and tossed it on the chair.
    He sat up and looked her in the eye. “I love you Renie.”
    She climbed on the bed and snuggled up against him.
    “No, wait, that isn’t supposed to make you cry.” Why was she crying again?
    “It’s okay,”