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without even unfastening his pants. He grinned. He was looking forward to the time when he would unfasten his pants. Maybe she'd do it for him. The thought of her little hands on his zipper had him aching for her. He pulled himself together. He shouldn't be thinking like this. He'd never gone after another guy's woman before. Didn't believe it was something a decent man would ever do. But this was different. This was Gina. She wasn't another guy's woman, she was his girl, his woman and all he needed to do was remind her of that. He knew it now. Whatever her reasons for pushing him away all those years ago, it didn't matter anymore. He'd been stupid for way too long. It was time to make things right.
    “Are you coming out of there any time soon?” shouted Shane.
    “Be right out.” He took one last look in the mirror and nodded.
    Shane wolf whistled when he stepped out into the hallway. “Damn, Mase! You're going for the kill, huh? If I wore panties, I think I'd throw them at you!”
    Mason laughed. “I need to remind her what a real man looks like.” He was wearing his best Wranglers and a black, long sleeved T-shirt that clung to his muscular chest and stretched over his biceps.
    Shane laughed. “She might not be able to see you with all the girls that'll be flocking around you looking like that.”
    “I'm sure you can have fun fending them off for me.”
    Shane nodded. “Anything to help out.” He sniffed the air. “You even smell good, too.”
    Mason grinned. He'd added a splash of the cologne that Gina used to love so much. Whenever he wore it, she used to bury her face in his neck to smell him. Then she'd wriggle her way underneath him, telling him that she could never resist it and he needed to just take her now. He'd always been happy to oblige. He'd give anything for her to do that tonight. He'd heard that smell was the sense most closely linked to memory, and he was hoping that this particular scent would evoke memories she'd want to re-create.
    “Are we ready?” called Chance from the living room.
    “Give me a couple,” called Shane and pushed Mason out of the way so he could get into the bathroom.
    Mason pulled his favorite boots out from the closet in the hallway.
    Chance grinned at him. “You're going all out tonight, aren't you?”
    Mason nodded grimly. “I am. I have to. I want her back. I intend to get her back, and I need to see off this fiancé in order to get her.”
    Chance nodded as he watched him pull on his jacket and cram his hat on his head. “The poor bastard doesn't have a hope.”
    Mason looked at him. “If it were just about two guys and her having to pick one, I'd agree with you. But she's held something against me for years, something that I don't even know about. I have to get past whatever that is, as much as I have to get past the fiancé.”
    “Yeah, but you seem pretty sure you can get past it.”
    Mason nodded. He had to believe he could. “There's only one way to find out,” he said. “Come on, Shane. It's go time.”
    They all piled into Shane's truck.
    ”So you think things aren’t good between them?” he asked Shane again once they were out on East River Road.
    “For the hundredth time, Mase! No. I don't. She told me she didn't think I would like him. And she was right. He'd left her to go park the truck while he checked in, some gentleman, huh? And he seemed a little too close with the blonde chick that was with them. While Gina was playing valet for them, he was making sure blondie had the best room at the inn.”
    Mason frowned. “So what's she doing with a guy who'd treat her like that?”
    Chance punched his arm. “That's what you're going to find out isn't it, Mase. But we need to get there so that you can—and quit playing twenty questions in the truck!”
    Shane laughed. “See. Listen to your Uncle Chance, why don't you? And give my ears a rest.”
    Mason smiled through pursed lips. “Sorry, guys.”
    ~ ~ ~
    Gina sat on the end of the bed watching