Free One Last Sunset (The Long Ranch Series Book 1) by Michel Prince

latched around his two front belt loops and she cut the already close proximity in half. “I know fully well what happens when a girl walks out of a bar wearing a man’s hat.”
    Sunny’s heart pounded in his chest as he tried to not rub his hardened cock against her hip. Gentlemen. JT would kill him if he followed his baser instincts and grabbed her up do what every ounce of him said they both wanted. Her breast strained against that tight camisole, calling him to come in closer.
    “Mellie,” he growled and curled his hands around her hips. He wished they were somewhere clothing could be optional.
    “Sunshine Parker,” she breathed his name as her lips lightly brushed against his. “In about twenty seconds I’m going to turn and walk out that door. Is your hat coming with me?”
    The strain in his groin caused an ache and pain to crawl up his spine. “Mel—”
    “Sunny, you old piece of shit, is that you?” a man’s voice called.
    Melody turned around, dropped his hat to the bar, and bolted for the door.
    Sunny was surrounded by black men, all of which he called his friends, and Mel called family. “Clay, is that you?” Sunny asked as he turned back to the bar to retrieve his beer and hide the bulge in his jeans. “Who left the gate open at the Long Ranch?”
    “It’s not too open, old Walt couldn’t escape if his life depended on it,” Miles added with a slap to Sunny’s back.
    “Now that wasn’t my sister saddled up next you when we came in, was it?” Monty asked, but not in an I’ll-kill-you-if-you-touch-her-way. “Because I know she’s a pain, but mama’s riding her hard lately and, well, you always had a soft spot for her sob stories.”
    Soft spot…Sunny wished he could stop thinking about her soft spots. Melody had turned him on so much he feared he’d end up saddled back in Tender Root as a real member of the Long family. “Nah, just someone passing through I guess.”
    “For real?” Clay asked as he turned to look around the room. Probably for the mystery woman. Thankfully, he came up empty. “How long are you in town for?”
    “I need at least six weeks minimum to get cleared by the doctor.” Sunny ran his hand over his shirt.
    “You got hurt? I just thought you wanted a break after JT left.”
    “Got tossed ass over tea kettle because my damn bronc got caught in the gate.” Sunny sighed. “I can’t do too much heavy lifting, but if you could find anything…”
    “I know Tina wants to plant a garden,” Clay said as he returned and caught Sunny’s eyes. “What? You said anything.”
    “Why don’t you let him set up that website Tina wanted?” Mel asked as she approached. The guys instantly made a wall around her, which trapped her next to Sunny. “Seriously guys? I can protect myself. And when I can’t, Sunny will just lay the guy out.”
    “Mom let you out in those shorts?” Miles scolded.
    Melody acted as if she hadn’t heard him. Her hand landed on Sunny’s chest for just a moment and heat scorched through his shirt. With a slight cut to her eyes, he saw her smirk enough to make the connection he prayed the boys didn’t see.
    “There you go.” Monty laughed. “You can be Smelly’s body guard. You wouldn’t believe the assholes that go after her.”
    “Yep, they’re all assholes. Might as well send me to the convent.” Melody leaned her back against the bar and snagged the bottle Sunny had set down. Thankfully, the Long boys didn’t notice the beer she was drinking was his. She did know the unwritten rules of flirting with cowboys.
    “That would be a waste,” Sunny mumbled, and Mel’s lips curved around the bottle. The guys were caught up in another conversation that Miles, Mel’s oldest brother, had brought up as he talked on a phone.
    Mel turned around and lowered her voice. “A waste, huh?”
    “Yeah, for someone else,” Sunny assured. “I need to live long enough to heal.”
    “Guess you don’t want to live the way you say you