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“At the same time?” Reba asked. “Because I’m not that talented.”

“Taylor tells me that there’s a bar called the Pegasus that’s having both events tonight. Are you interested in continuing our date down there?”

“We could,” Reba said hesitantly. “Or we could go back to the Winnebago and extend our date to breakfast.”

Her words caught him off guard, causing his heart to skip a beat. Had he heard that correctly? He usually wasn’t this lucky with beautiful women.

“Unless you think this is going too fast,” she said.

“I like fast,” he said, his mind racing with possibilities. “Kissing you has been on my mind all day,” he admitted, his hand reaching for hers.

Her touch sent a jolt of electricity through him, making him feel alive and energized.

“Same,” she said softly, her eyes meeting his.

Shane squeezed her hand, anticipation washing over him. “I feel I need to warn you. I’m not a romantic guy. If you’re looking for roses and chocolates, I’m not the one.”

Reba nodded slowly. Her fingers went to the buttons on her shirt. He watched greedily as she unbuttoned two, giving him a tantalizing look at her cleavage. “As long as we’re giving out warnings, I’ll let you know that I’m not one of those girly girls who’ll get bent out of shape if you muss my lipstick or track dirt on the floor. But I’d be remiss if I didn’t remind you that castrating a bull is all in a day’s work to me. So you may want to rethink this, if you think you can play fast and hard with my emotions.”

He winced at the image. “I’m not that kind of guy either.”

“Good. Let’s go back to my place and get to know each other a little better.”

“Yes, ma’am,” Shane said.

*

Reba

Did she have the jitters? Sure. But she also wanted to feel Shane’s arms around her. It had been a long time since she felt comfortable enough with a man to allow him into the RV, not to mention her bed. But he made her feel safe and his good looks flustered her, had since the first time she saw him.

And she needed to kiss him more than she needed to breathe. Taking his hand, they walked fast back to the Winnebago. Once they were inside, she led him to the back of the RV where her bedroom was. It was cramped having him in there with her, but cozy. Easing into the back corner, she kicked off her shoes and lay down, propping herself up on her elbow.

Shane sat down on the corner of the bed and took off his boots before matching her pose on the other pillow.

“It’s been a while,” Reba said, her voice barely above a whisper.

“We don’t have to take this any farther than you want it to go.”

His words soothed her, but she wanted more than a few kisses. But first, she was going to start with one. Leaning in, she brushed her lips against his, felt him smile against her mouth. Shane cupped her cheek and deepened the kiss until her toes curled. Reba hooked her calf over his and snuggled in close to him. He smelled good, like the outdoors and fresh, clean hay. This was what she wanted. This was what she had been missing out on.

They kissed for long moments, inching closer until they were in each other’s arms. It felt so good to be held and kissed like she was the last woman on earth. Shane’s kisses were thrilling, but she wanted more. After tugging his shirt loose from his pants, Reba pulled it over his head. While he worked at the buttons on her shirt, she traced the hard muscles of his arms and chest.

“What happened here?” she asked, huskily as she traced a thick scar on his side.

“Got gored by one of our bulls,” he said, his breathing heavy. Shane kissed her shoulder as he peeled her shirt off her. “I should have waited until he got tipped before riding him, but I thought I was invincible. The bull had other ideas. One of the many dumb things I did when I was younger.”

He made short work of her bra and took her breasts in his hands. Shane rubbed his thumbs over her nipples before taking each one in his mouth. Reba’s head went back and she cried out in the sudden shock of pleasure. He ran his tongue over them, licking and then sucking on them until she was squirming and panting.

“Damn,” she said. “That feels so good.”

“Gorgeous,” he said in between worshiping the hardened peaks.

Her hands fumbled with his belt, trying to unfasten it. Shane didn’t give up an inch though, just caught her tighter to him and kept at her breasts until she was a quivering mass of need.

“Shane.” She gasped just before his mouth captured hers again.

Her sensitive breasts crushed against the wiry hairs of his chest. Reba ran her hands up and down his muscled back, desperate for more of him. When he was done kissing her senseless, he moved to the sweet spot at the juncture of her neck and shoulder. Reba saw stars. She had to hold on to his shoulders to keep from spinning away in sweet passion. She was dimly aware of him unfastening her jeans and easing them off her hips.

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