force her to shift, strip off her clothes, and make love to her beneath a blanket of stars.
He must have uttered a curse because everyone at the table just stared at him. He drank more of his cooling coffee , ignoring their questioning faces.
“Okay, I better get on the road. You ready?”
Kane nodded and Clint sent him a clear message with his eyes saying, ‘Anything you do to her, the same thing happens to you, but I do it.’
Kane gave him a nod but rolled his eyes and waited by the door leading to the front. At least he wouldn’t have to worry about Jesse getting caught up in a bunch of shifter bull.
Gryph and Jenny better hurry up from their honeymoon. He understood the need to be with someone you cared about, but the couple had been gone a little longer than expected without a word. Not hearing from them didn’t bother him. Gryph didn’t see the need to check in. He’d been that way ever since they were kids, a no news is good news sort of thing. Just to be safe he’d call the satellite phone and leave a message. He needed to get the situation with Alex taken care of.
“Take care , big brother.” Jesse gave him a bear hug then turned toward Alex. “It was real nice meeting ya. Come back and see me. Don’t worry about bringing the stick in the mud with ya. You’re more fun than him anyhow. Oh and Alex, good luck with Ol’ Gus.”
Clint smiled evilly. Old Gus might prove too much for her. Clara found him roaming around on the south forty a few days after she found Clint. Near as she could figure, he was wild raised and that was why he was so damn crabby.
“Bye, be safe . Don’t worry—now that I found another girl that loves papaya and lime as much as me, there’s no way I won’t stay in contact.”
“Good to hear it.”
With tear-stricken eyes Clara squeezed Jesse as if she would never see the poor girl ever again. “Love ya, call me when you get there. Don’t forget to mind the speed limit on Drifters Bend. The law’s been sneaking around down there, and keep your eyes on the road. You know it’s rutting season for the males.”
“I will. Love ya, Momma.” She practically dragged a shocked Kane out the door and made a beeline for her car. But Clara persisted.
“Wear your seatbelt and no texting and driving. Bye Kane, safe travels.”
Alex shared a look with him and giggled.
“So are you ready for your chores?”
She sobered. “Yes, I am. When do we start?”
“Right now.”
“Okay, let me finish my coffee.”
She topped off her cup leaving room for the gobs of vanilla creamer she added. He stared at the cup when a strange feeling of envy rooted itself in his chest like a spring sapling. He briefly wished he was the cup in her hands, the one that got to kiss her sleepy lips every morning slowly waking her up.
“Hurry up,” he grumped at her.
She looked at him briefly with confusion then followed him to the back of the house. The room by the back door was used to store extra leather gloves, muddy boots, and coats. Kindling for the fire place sat in a wooden chest to the left, and supplies, in case a winter storm knocked out the power, sat on a shelf just above that.
“Grab a pair of gloves from that group over there. You wouldn’t want your delicate hands to get blisters. ”
She put her hands on her hips and jetted out her chin. Even though she stood a good foot shorter than him she still managed to look down her nose at him.
She was so darn cute, he could just devour her starting with her cute, little toes working his way up to her sweet, bitable lips. Seeming to struggle with her next words, she deflated and grabbed a pair of light-colored gloves.
“So what kind of animal is Gus?”
Her words trembled slightly. Maybe it was mean to torment her but he couldn’t help it.
“Jesse didn’t tell you? He’s a darn ornery critter. Mean as a snake. You need to be really careful not to get on his bad side.”
“Is he big?”
“He thinks he is. Gotta attitude big
He must have uttered a curse because everyone at the table just stared at him. He drank more of his cooling coffee , ignoring their questioning faces.
“Okay, I better get on the road. You ready?”
Kane nodded and Clint sent him a clear message with his eyes saying, ‘Anything you do to her, the same thing happens to you, but I do it.’
Kane gave him a nod but rolled his eyes and waited by the door leading to the front. At least he wouldn’t have to worry about Jesse getting caught up in a bunch of shifter bull.
Gryph and Jenny better hurry up from their honeymoon. He understood the need to be with someone you cared about, but the couple had been gone a little longer than expected without a word. Not hearing from them didn’t bother him. Gryph didn’t see the need to check in. He’d been that way ever since they were kids, a no news is good news sort of thing. Just to be safe he’d call the satellite phone and leave a message. He needed to get the situation with Alex taken care of.
“Take care , big brother.” Jesse gave him a bear hug then turned toward Alex. “It was real nice meeting ya. Come back and see me. Don’t worry about bringing the stick in the mud with ya. You’re more fun than him anyhow. Oh and Alex, good luck with Ol’ Gus.”
Clint smiled evilly. Old Gus might prove too much for her. Clara found him roaming around on the south forty a few days after she found Clint. Near as she could figure, he was wild raised and that was why he was so damn crabby.
“Bye, be safe . Don’t worry—now that I found another girl that loves papaya and lime as much as me, there’s no way I won’t stay in contact.”
“Good to hear it.”
With tear-stricken eyes Clara squeezed Jesse as if she would never see the poor girl ever again. “Love ya, call me when you get there. Don’t forget to mind the speed limit on Drifters Bend. The law’s been sneaking around down there, and keep your eyes on the road. You know it’s rutting season for the males.”
“I will. Love ya, Momma.” She practically dragged a shocked Kane out the door and made a beeline for her car. But Clara persisted.
“Wear your seatbelt and no texting and driving. Bye Kane, safe travels.”
Alex shared a look with him and giggled.
“So are you ready for your chores?”
She sobered. “Yes, I am. When do we start?”
“Right now.”
“Okay, let me finish my coffee.”
She topped off her cup leaving room for the gobs of vanilla creamer she added. He stared at the cup when a strange feeling of envy rooted itself in his chest like a spring sapling. He briefly wished he was the cup in her hands, the one that got to kiss her sleepy lips every morning slowly waking her up.
“Hurry up,” he grumped at her.
She looked at him briefly with confusion then followed him to the back of the house. The room by the back door was used to store extra leather gloves, muddy boots, and coats. Kindling for the fire place sat in a wooden chest to the left, and supplies, in case a winter storm knocked out the power, sat on a shelf just above that.
“Grab a pair of gloves from that group over there. You wouldn’t want your delicate hands to get blisters. ”
She put her hands on her hips and jetted out her chin. Even though she stood a good foot shorter than him she still managed to look down her nose at him.
She was so darn cute, he could just devour her starting with her cute, little toes working his way up to her sweet, bitable lips. Seeming to struggle with her next words, she deflated and grabbed a pair of light-colored gloves.
“So what kind of animal is Gus?”
Her words trembled slightly. Maybe it was mean to torment her but he couldn’t help it.
“Jesse didn’t tell you? He’s a darn ornery critter. Mean as a snake. You need to be really careful not to get on his bad side.”
“Is he big?”
“He thinks he is. Gotta attitude big
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