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opening. His tongue thrust deep as he dipped his fingertip inside her. God that felt so good. She bucked her hips wanting more, pressing herself against him and drinking in his kiss.
He lifted his head and smiled. “Sorry, babe. You want to be by yourself, right?”
All she could do was stare after him when he broke away leaving her wanting. He got out of the truck and closed the door before tipping his hat up and winking at her as he walked away. She wriggled in her seat. The way he kissed her had always turned her on. Now she was all hot and achy with desire for him. He turned back to smile at her before climbing into his own truck and pulling away.
She was still sitting there, squirming in her seat a few minutes later when her phone rang. It was him. “You know, babe. I'll scratch that itch any time you want me to. But you have to be the one to say it.”
“What itch?” She wasn't going to admit that she knew exactly what he meant.
He gave a low chuckle that made her breasts tingle just at the sound of it.
“Don't try to fool me, Gina. You're wishing I'd finished you off before I left. When I asked you to give me a reason to keep it in my pants, you told me you were getting married. Now you're not. I want you, I need you, but we're not going to go there until you want me and need me just as badly.”
Gina swallowed. Apparently he didn't understand just how badly she wanted and needed him right now!
She could hear the smile in his voice as he added. “Actually, I mean until you tell me how much you want me.”
Gina knew if she said it right now, his truck would be parked behind her again in a few minutes. As much as she wanted to, she wouldn’t let herself do it. He chuckled again. “Like I said, whenever you're ready, babe.”
Chapter Nine
“Did they get off all right?”
Mason stared at Shane. It took him a moment to remember the dude ranch guests he'd dropped off. He spent the whole hour of the drive back from Bozeman thinking about Gina. Thinking about what they could have been doing if he hadn't forced himself to get out of her truck.
“Huh? Yeah. I dropped them off.”
Shane frowned. “Did you get them checked in?”
Mason shrugged. “They're fine.” He turned to walk away. He needed to get out to the barn. He'd wasted too much time thinking about Gina lately. He needed to check on the mares and get caught up with his books.
“Mase?”
The concern in Shane's voice made him turn around. “What?”
“Is everything okay?”
He nodded and couldn't stop the corners of his mouth turning up in a smile. “I think it's going to be.”
Shane came after him. “What does that mean? What's happened?”
Mason kept walking. He wasn't sure he wanted to talk to his brother about it yet, but he didn't think he could keep his mouth shut either.
“Talk to me, Mase. Is it Gina? I know she left alone last night and we couldn't find you after that. What's going on?”
“She broke up with the fiancé...”
“That's awesome! So are you two back together? Is she staying?”
“I hope so, but she needs a little time to get her head around it. I saw her at the airport, she was dropping them off. I was going to stick around and persuade her that we’re back together, but she's got a lot to work through.” He hated to admit it, but Gina did have a lot to think about. In his eyes, it was simple. She was here, she was single, and she should stay. They should forget the past and get on with their life—together. But that didn't take into account the life and career she'd spent the last ten years building. She needed to figure it out for herself that she wanted him and wanted to be here. He was concerned that if he rushed her or forced her somehow, it would come back to bite him in the ass. He wasn't about to lose her again. This time it was forever, and if he had to wait a while for Gina to reach that conclusion by herself, then so be it.
Shane nodded. As much as Mason hated to admit it,
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