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him with her big, blue eyes as he fisted that thick, luscious hair. 
    Kade had no idea what brought the lass to his home or what arrangement she had made with his brother, but with another surge of jealousy he shrugged on a t-shirt and bolted his room with the intent to find out.
    The house looked the same as he left it with a few updates like the rugs in the hall and the wallpaper.  The banister had been re-stained.  The ground floor seemed deserted, but also had not changed over the years. 
    How many had it been now?  Kade was no longer sure.
    Light spilled beneath his brother’s bedroom door.  Even at this late hour, he knew Kamden would still be awake, either working or worrying.
    Kade opened the door without knocking, his brother looking up with slight surprise, an eyebrow arching.
    “And the storm arrives.”
    Kade opened his mouth, but stopped at both his brother’s odd greeting and the sudden realization that he had no way of asking about Morrie without admitting their unconventional meeting.  He knew his brother would tell him anyway, he just had to wait.
    “Hello tae ye, too, lil’ brother,” Kade said, entering the room. 
    Kamden remained sitting a moment behind his desk, his hands clasped on top of his work.  After a pause, he sighed and stood up. 
    Crossing the room in two strides, he faced Kade.  The brothers hugged, slapping each other on the back.
    “It’s good tae see ye again,” Kamden said when they finally broke a part. “I’ve missed ye.”
    He returned to his desk while Kade sat in the chair across from him.
    “Ye look older,” Kade grinned at his brother.
    “I imagine five years would do that,” he replied without looking up from his paperwork. 
    Kade’s grin fell.
    “How many?”
    Kamden fixed his gaze on him, as stormy as his irises.  “Five.”
    Letting out a low whistle, Kade scratched the back of his head. “That long?”
    “Aye,” his little brother grunted. “And ye’ve been busy in the meantime.”  Kade wondered how much had traveled back to his brother, likely he knew more about Kade’s exploits than Kade did.
    Hoping to avoid the inevitable lecture on a topic Kamden knew Kade could little control, Kade steered the conversation around. “And yerself? What have ye been up tae?”
    “Running yer business.  Keeping an eye on yer finances, as always.  Though yer presence would have been appreciated.”
    “Ye know I canna help that,” Kade answered, subdued.
    “Aye.” His brother didn’t seem to really agree, but should have known better.  Should have known that Kade spoke the truth.
    But Kade didn’t want to delve into that right then; he didn’t want to resurrect the painful past.  He had come to his brother’s room with more attractive inquiries.  It was just a matter of drawing them out of Kamden without tipping his hand. 
    He had no idea what Morrie meant to his brother—though the possibilities nagged at him—and didn’t want to get her or himself into any trouble.  But if the two were romantically involved in any way, he may just have to kill the man.
    “How’s Lorna?”
    “Good.  She worries.”
    “She’s lonely.  She…doesnna have any friends, any companions?” 
    Yeah, that didn’t sound obvious at all, Kade thought to himself with an inner eye-roll.
    His brother shrugged, flipping through some forms.
    “And the rest of the manor?  It looks like it’s being kept up well.”
    Again Kamden was no help. “Lorna works hard.”
    “She always has,” Kade agreed, eyeing his brother for some sign of an in with the topic he wanted to discuss. “But she’s older now.  Do ye no’ think she needs help?”
    “She manages,” Kamden shrugged.
    “How about yerself?  What’s new with ye?”
    “The same as always.”
    Kade grew impatient at Kamden’s unwilling involvement in the conversation.  He sighed, slapping the arms of the chair before standing up.
    “Right then, we’ll I’m off tae bed.”
    His brother looked