He was good. A natural. He moved with the horse’s motion rather than fighting it. His timing was perfect, almost as if he could read the animal’s mind and sense what it would do next. Watching him reaffirmed to Mason that his decision was the correct one. “Hey.” April’s soft voice behind him was as welcome as a cool rain on a hot summer night. Mason turned, and when he saw her shy smile, he returned it with a warm one of his own. They hadn’t really spoken since the night at the lake, but she was here now and that was all that mattered. “Hey, baby.” Glancing at the house to make sure no one was coming, Mason ran one hand down her arm, enjoying even this small contact. “I’ve missed you.” Her eyes lowered at first, but she finally raised them to meet his. “I’ve missed you too, Mason.” That knowledge made him smile more broadly. “I’m glad.” “Mason. I kind of need to talk to you about something.” That wiped the grin right off his face. He swallowed. “Um.
