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“It’s so…big.” The cruiser pulled to a stop and Brianna dipped her head to get a better view out the window. A sprawling ranch-style home sat tucked away in the mountains. Sure, it was made of logs, but the resemblance to a cabin stopped there. Cabins were tiny structures with one room where a person might go away for the weekend to get a rustic vacation.
Suddenly she understood better how so many people could live here together.
“Come on. I’ll show you around.” Jaxon opened his door and tugged her toward him.
Brianna followed, awestruck by the surroundings. With no neighbors and only trees and animals for company, this elegant home was truly secluded.
Sheriff Hardin twisted around in the front seat and tipped his hat at them. “I hate to run, but I’ve got to get back to the station.”
“No problem. We’ll talk later.” Jaxon patted the hood of the car with one hand as Hardin drove away.
Jaxon didn’t release Brianna’s hand. His thumb grazed repeatedly over her palm, distracting her from everything around her. She had to yank her hand free so she could take it all in.
To the left of the main house was the barn. “Thoroughbreds you say?” She took a few steps in that direction. “I don’t know a thing about horses.” She could see a few of them in the corral outside the barn. Gorgeous majestic beings. She was drawn in that direction and ambled toward the fence.
Jaxon followed her. She could sense his presence right behind her even without glancing back. It made her shudder. What if there was more to his story than she currently believed? They did most assuredly seem to have a connection beyond just telepathy she couldn’t deny.
When Brianna reached the fence, she leaned against it, folding her arms over the top and resting her chin on her hands. Even the fence was perfect for the scene. Natural wood rungs nestled together to blend with the environment.
Jaxon laid a hand on her back. “They are beautiful, aren’t they? I guess I don’t stop and admire them often enough. I’m glad you like the farm.”
“I didn’t—” Right. I didn’t need to say how I felt, you read my mind .
Jaxon set his chin on her shoulder and kissed her neck. His breath on her ear made her melt beneath his gentleness.
“My brothers are coming out of the barn to meet you. Then we’ll go inside and you can meet Juliana.”
Two figures emerged from the barn at that moment.
“This telepathy thing is weird.” Brianna turned toward the man who insisted he was her mate. “I’m not sure I’ll ever get used to it.”
“You will, baby.” His words caressed her in sync with his hand running up her spine. “Juliana said the same thing and she’s doing fantastic now.”
“That’s Sergius’s wife, you said?”
“Yep.” Jaxon nodded toward his approaching brothers and tugged on Brianna’s hand. “Come on.”
The men coming toward her looked amazingly similar to Jaxon. There was no doubt they were brothers. They could have been triplets. Dark hair and penetrating brown eyes must run in the family. Even their strides were similar.
“Ma’am.” The one on the left tipped his hat. “I’m Sergius.” He reached out a hand and shook hers.
Brianna smiled at him. Before she could speak, the other brother took her hand from Sergius. “Micah. Welcome.”
Jaxon pulled her hand from Micah and swatted at his brother. “That’s enough. Give her some space.” He pulled Brianna in front of him and wrapped his arms around her middle.
She grinned internally at his possessive streak. It felt so…safe.
Micah stepped back. “Like the space you’re giving her?” He laughed.
“No, like the space you’d want me to give your mate, hotshot.” Jaxon squeezed her tighter, if that was possible.
She glanced down at his hands against her stomach. God, she was still in full fire gear. And she had no doubt there was soot still lingering on her face. “I’m a mess. Do you have a shower
“It’s so…big.” The cruiser pulled to a stop and Brianna dipped her head to get a better view out the window. A sprawling ranch-style home sat tucked away in the mountains. Sure, it was made of logs, but the resemblance to a cabin stopped there. Cabins were tiny structures with one room where a person might go away for the weekend to get a rustic vacation.
Suddenly she understood better how so many people could live here together.
“Come on. I’ll show you around.” Jaxon opened his door and tugged her toward him.
Brianna followed, awestruck by the surroundings. With no neighbors and only trees and animals for company, this elegant home was truly secluded.
Sheriff Hardin twisted around in the front seat and tipped his hat at them. “I hate to run, but I’ve got to get back to the station.”
“No problem. We’ll talk later.” Jaxon patted the hood of the car with one hand as Hardin drove away.
Jaxon didn’t release Brianna’s hand. His thumb grazed repeatedly over her palm, distracting her from everything around her. She had to yank her hand free so she could take it all in.
To the left of the main house was the barn. “Thoroughbreds you say?” She took a few steps in that direction. “I don’t know a thing about horses.” She could see a few of them in the corral outside the barn. Gorgeous majestic beings. She was drawn in that direction and ambled toward the fence.
Jaxon followed her. She could sense his presence right behind her even without glancing back. It made her shudder. What if there was more to his story than she currently believed? They did most assuredly seem to have a connection beyond just telepathy she couldn’t deny.
When Brianna reached the fence, she leaned against it, folding her arms over the top and resting her chin on her hands. Even the fence was perfect for the scene. Natural wood rungs nestled together to blend with the environment.
Jaxon laid a hand on her back. “They are beautiful, aren’t they? I guess I don’t stop and admire them often enough. I’m glad you like the farm.”
“I didn’t—” Right. I didn’t need to say how I felt, you read my mind .
Jaxon set his chin on her shoulder and kissed her neck. His breath on her ear made her melt beneath his gentleness.
“My brothers are coming out of the barn to meet you. Then we’ll go inside and you can meet Juliana.”
Two figures emerged from the barn at that moment.
“This telepathy thing is weird.” Brianna turned toward the man who insisted he was her mate. “I’m not sure I’ll ever get used to it.”
“You will, baby.” His words caressed her in sync with his hand running up her spine. “Juliana said the same thing and she’s doing fantastic now.”
“That’s Sergius’s wife, you said?”
“Yep.” Jaxon nodded toward his approaching brothers and tugged on Brianna’s hand. “Come on.”
The men coming toward her looked amazingly similar to Jaxon. There was no doubt they were brothers. They could have been triplets. Dark hair and penetrating brown eyes must run in the family. Even their strides were similar.
“Ma’am.” The one on the left tipped his hat. “I’m Sergius.” He reached out a hand and shook hers.
Brianna smiled at him. Before she could speak, the other brother took her hand from Sergius. “Micah. Welcome.”
Jaxon pulled her hand from Micah and swatted at his brother. “That’s enough. Give her some space.” He pulled Brianna in front of him and wrapped his arms around her middle.
She grinned internally at his possessive streak. It felt so…safe.
Micah stepped back. “Like the space you’re giving her?” He laughed.
“No, like the space you’d want me to give your mate, hotshot.” Jaxon squeezed her tighter, if that was possible.
She glanced down at his hands against her stomach. God, she was still in full fire gear. And she had no doubt there was soot still lingering on her face. “I’m a mess. Do you have a shower
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