Free Mason (Remington Ranch Book 1) (Contemporary Western Romance) by SJ McCoy

Liam get ready. She'd never known a man take so much care over his appearance. He was almost as engrossed in the mirror as he had been on his computer since they'd come back to his room.
    “Your dad's going to have a hard time in New York, isn't he?”
    She nodded sadly. That had become very clear this afternoon when she'd taken Liam out to the ranch. Her dad had made a big point of talking about everything he loved about his life here. He'd had his two old hounds by his side the whole time and kept making a fuss over them, saying he would never be able to leave them behind.
    Liam had at least made an effort, telling him about things he might enjoy in New York. It had been a pretty awful afternoon though. 
    “So what are you going to do?” asked Liam.
    That brought Gina back to the present. What was she going to do? For months, Liam had been talking as we. Making plans for how we would work things out to take care of her dad and get him settled into a new life. The only we she'd heard from him this weekend had included Kaitlyn and Ian, not her.
    “I don't know, Liam. I don't know much of anything right now.” She looked up at him sadly. “Do you still love me?”
    He turned around to face her. “Of course I do. What kind of question is that, Gina?”
    “It's a scared kind of question, Liam. I feel like everything is changing and I don't like it.” Suddenly she felt as if it would all be okay if he would make love to her. She needed him to reassure her. She lay back on the bed and held her arms out to him. “Show me, Liam. Show me you still love me.”
    “Later. We don't have time right now. The others will be waiting.”
    “Let them wait. I need you to make love to me.”
    It worked. He started undoing the shirt buttons he'd just fastened and came to the bed. “You're a sensual woman, Gina. That's one of the many things I love about you.” He took off his shirt and lowered himself onto the bed next to her, drawing her into his arms. She pressed herself against him and kissed his neck. “What else do you love, Liam?”
    He closed his hands around her ass. Gina closed her eyes trying to close out the thought that his hands didn't feel like Mason's—didn't feel as good as Mason's. That as he pulled her against his erection, he didn't feel as good as Mason. She couldn't let her mind go there. She reached up around his neck and rubbed herself against him.
    “I love the way...”
    A knock at the door cut off the words he'd been about to say.
    Gina pulled his head down to her. “Ignore it.”
    The knock came again. “Liam?” called Kaitlyn. “Are you ready?”
    He sprang up from the bed. “We'll be out in a minute.”
    Gina heaved a big sigh. “Really?” she asked him.
    He smiled. “We can get back to this later.”
    Gina pulled herself together and got up. “Maybe.”
    They found a table in the corner where they could see the band and the dance floor.
    Ian grinned at her. “I thought places like this only existed in old movies. I had no idea that people still went out in cowboy boots and hats and did all this old-time dancing.”
    Gina laughed. “It's not old-time. It's country. You've spent your entire life in New York City, Ian. You need to broaden your horizons.”
    “Thanks, but I'd sooner get back to civilization.”
    “Me too,” said Kaitlyn. “This is all very quaint to visit, but to think that people live their whole lives like this is kind of scary.”
    Gina turned to her. She'd considered Kaitlyn to be a friend these last few years, but that was wearing pretty thin this weekend. “What's scary about it?”
    “The fact that they've never been anywhere else, never done anything else. They lead such small lives and don't know any better.”
    “What do you know about life outside New York?” asked Gina. “Where have you ever been? What have you ever done to make your own life so big ?”
    “I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you.” Kaitlyn didn't look sorry at all.
    “Calm down,