Read Online Springer, Jan - Be My Dream Tonight [The Desperadoes 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Jan Springer - Free Book Online

likely hadn’t been taken in her ass for quite some time. Yeah, sure it could be wishful thinking about that, but he didn’t think so. The shy yet hot way she looked at them reminded him of when they’d first taken her to their bed, and it brought anger slashing through him at pondering what might have happened to Eve under Wolfe’s hands. He was a known sadist, who beat and brutalized the women he took to his bed.
    But Eve had seemed sure she hadn’t been attacked by Wolfe or his gang members. He’d just have to trust she remembered right. To get rid of the anger, he focused his attention to what had happened this morning when they’d returned from bathing in the creek. They’d found Eve awake, dressed, refreshed looking, and hunched over the small campfire baking pancakes on a sheet of metal that they’d just had lying around in camp. He hadn’t had pancakes since he could remember. His mouth had watered and the three of them had huddled around her, watching the batter bubble and rise as it cooked, like they were three little kids eager to get their chomps into a fine meal. To his further delight, she’d produced some maple syrup in a sealed tin.
    The sweet treat along with some hot black coffee had sealed his fate for Eve. She was back. She was a great cook, and she belonged to them. There was no way he would ever let her go now.
    He remembered asking her who’d taught her how to make pancakes as she’d never made them before, and she’d gotten a wistful smile floating across her lips and a faraway look in her eyes. She had never said, and that’s when he’d felt a spear of jealousy zip into him, and it had been hitting him off and on since. He knew he shouldn’t be letting it get to him. He should be thanking whomever had taken such great care of Eve because she’d returned to them very healthy, beautiful, and best of all, wanted their help in getting her to remember her relationship. Man, right now he felt pretty lucky. Very lucky indeed.

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    “Wow, that’s a beautiful cabin,” Eve couldn’t help but say out loud as a fluttering of something she could only name as falling instantly in love hit her. The four of them sat on their horses as they surveyed the lush valley below. Situated about four hundred yards from a pristine aqua-green-colored creek, the one-floor cabin contained a wraparound veranda at the front and at one side of the building. The cabin was made out of squared logs with light gray cement chinking and a lone steel pipe chimney protruded from the southeast corner of the building. The front of the cabin faced south and had plenty of large windows. The backdrop consisted of towering pine trees and snowcapped mountains.
    The area appeared untouched by the Catastrophe’s cold weather. The vegetation looked healthy and green, and Eve could only stare in disbelief.
    “Trader Jack says the mountains shield this particular valley from the cold winds, which allows everything to look normal,” Riley said from beside her.
    Normal , the perfect word for this gorgeous, breathtaking place.
    “Hey, look over there, on the hill. Trader Jack loves deer meat. I’m going to get him one,” Maddox whispered as he pointed to several deer that grazed quietly about a half mile away on a hillside.
    “He’ll appreciate it. That’s for sure.” Kayne chuckled.
    Without another word, Maddox kicked his horse in gear and headed downwind of the deer.
    A momentary pang of sadness sliced through Eve as she watched Mad slowly slide his rifle from his scabbard. One of those deer’s lives would be snuffed out tonight. But Eve forced herself to push away the sadness. That’s the way things were now. Empty bellies needed to be filled, and there was no time for empathy or guilt. It was survival of the fittest.
    “Where is the old guy anyways? Usually he’s sitting on his rocking chair on the porch, smoking his pipe at this time of the evening,” Riley commented from her left side. He was squinting into