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Authors: Jenny Penn
price.”
That had
Sheridan
’s jaw tensing as he breathed out in annoyance. “You don’t have to tell me about my own daughter, Caelen. Nor do you have to tell me how to keep her safe. I am her father.”
“And you’re here pretty much alone. Nobody but Mike around to help you rein her in and run this ranch for how many weeks?”
Sheridan
’s brown eyes narrowed dangerously. “And just where are you going with that?”
“I’m just thinking, Bridgette is about to have that baby any day now,” Caelen drawled. “It seems to me she might like to have some company, especially female company. I mean, she’s kind of grumpy with just us guys around.”
“Tending to her pregnant sister would keep her busy enough to stay out of trouble,” Brodie weighed in. Drawn back to the plan by Caelen’s calmness, his aggression faded back into pure tension as he waited for
Sheridan
’s response.
He might have had white hair and been a man, but
Sheridan
shared his daughter’s tendency to turn that stubborn chin defiantly up. “You do have a point. I guess I could bring her by during the day.”
“You never know when a baby is going to come,” Caelen retorted instantly. “They can drop in the middle of the night, and if that happens, I’m sure Jamie would be a great comfort to Bridgette during the birth.”
“Besides, you don’t have the men to spare to run Jamie back and forth every day,” Brodie added.
They hesitated again, giving
Sheridan
the opportunity to protest or accept. He did neither. Instead he lifted to his feet as he swiped his glass off the table. “I need another drink.”
“Let me,” Brodie stepped up.
“You do realize that even if I agree to this, that won’t save you once my boys and your brothers return,”
Sheridan
commented with a touch of smugness as Brodie poured his drink. “If you don’t have my girl wed by then, they’re going to put a hurt on you and then try to get within a foot of her.”
“
Sheridan
, I’m going to have that girl of yours married by the end of the week.” Brodie handed him the double shot of whiskey. “I’ll have her pregnant by the time all them boys return, and just think how much a baby will force Jamie to settle down.”
Sheridan
smirked at that. “You have a long way to fall, Brodie.”
“Is that a yes?”
With a lift of a brow and a slight shrug of his shoulders,
Sheridan
caved. “I think it might be wise for Jamie to go spend some time with her sister .”
“Of course.” The agreement came easy to Brodie’s lips, as did the smile. He’d deliver Jamie to her sister, right after he wore the stiffness paining his dick out.
* * * *
Jamie pushed the peas around on her plate, not bothering to eat one. Despite the hunger grumbling in her stomach, she didn’t dare take a bite of the meal her daddy had laid out for them. To a man they expected her to brood in her seat in silent defiance of her father’s decree. A sullen protest, that’s what the old Jamie would have given them.
The new Jamie secretly smirked. They thought they were so smart. Brodie and Caelen had conned her dad not into giving her to them, but to her very pregnant sister who probably wouldn’t be up to the task of keeping an eye on Jamie. There could be no doubt just what kind of mischief Brodie and Caelen planned get into behind Bridgette’s back.
Let them try . Jamie had learned one important lesson from all her time in the parlor house, men suffered more when their lusts were denied. All she had to do was give them enough, just a tease here and there to keep them in a riled state that would sooner or later boil into painful need. Then they would break and that could only happen faster staying over at the MacAuley ranch.
Brodie and Caelen had inadvertently solved her main problem, how to stay close to them. Her daddy had given her the opportunity, but more importantly, he hadn’t given the MacAuley brothers any direct authority over her.
The
That had
Sheridan
’s jaw tensing as he breathed out in annoyance. “You don’t have to tell me about my own daughter, Caelen. Nor do you have to tell me how to keep her safe. I am her father.”
“And you’re here pretty much alone. Nobody but Mike around to help you rein her in and run this ranch for how many weeks?”
Sheridan
’s brown eyes narrowed dangerously. “And just where are you going with that?”
“I’m just thinking, Bridgette is about to have that baby any day now,” Caelen drawled. “It seems to me she might like to have some company, especially female company. I mean, she’s kind of grumpy with just us guys around.”
“Tending to her pregnant sister would keep her busy enough to stay out of trouble,” Brodie weighed in. Drawn back to the plan by Caelen’s calmness, his aggression faded back into pure tension as he waited for
Sheridan
’s response.
He might have had white hair and been a man, but
Sheridan
shared his daughter’s tendency to turn that stubborn chin defiantly up. “You do have a point. I guess I could bring her by during the day.”
“You never know when a baby is going to come,” Caelen retorted instantly. “They can drop in the middle of the night, and if that happens, I’m sure Jamie would be a great comfort to Bridgette during the birth.”
“Besides, you don’t have the men to spare to run Jamie back and forth every day,” Brodie added.
They hesitated again, giving
Sheridan
the opportunity to protest or accept. He did neither. Instead he lifted to his feet as he swiped his glass off the table. “I need another drink.”
“Let me,” Brodie stepped up.
“You do realize that even if I agree to this, that won’t save you once my boys and your brothers return,”
Sheridan
commented with a touch of smugness as Brodie poured his drink. “If you don’t have my girl wed by then, they’re going to put a hurt on you and then try to get within a foot of her.”
“
Sheridan
, I’m going to have that girl of yours married by the end of the week.” Brodie handed him the double shot of whiskey. “I’ll have her pregnant by the time all them boys return, and just think how much a baby will force Jamie to settle down.”
Sheridan
smirked at that. “You have a long way to fall, Brodie.”
“Is that a yes?”
With a lift of a brow and a slight shrug of his shoulders,
Sheridan
caved. “I think it might be wise for Jamie to go spend some time with her sister .”
“Of course.” The agreement came easy to Brodie’s lips, as did the smile. He’d deliver Jamie to her sister, right after he wore the stiffness paining his dick out.
* * * *
Jamie pushed the peas around on her plate, not bothering to eat one. Despite the hunger grumbling in her stomach, she didn’t dare take a bite of the meal her daddy had laid out for them. To a man they expected her to brood in her seat in silent defiance of her father’s decree. A sullen protest, that’s what the old Jamie would have given them.
The new Jamie secretly smirked. They thought they were so smart. Brodie and Caelen had conned her dad not into giving her to them, but to her very pregnant sister who probably wouldn’t be up to the task of keeping an eye on Jamie. There could be no doubt just what kind of mischief Brodie and Caelen planned get into behind Bridgette’s back.
Let them try . Jamie had learned one important lesson from all her time in the parlor house, men suffered more when their lusts were denied. All she had to do was give them enough, just a tease here and there to keep them in a riled state that would sooner or later boil into painful need. Then they would break and that could only happen faster staying over at the MacAuley ranch.
Brodie and Caelen had inadvertently solved her main problem, how to stay close to them. Her daddy had given her the opportunity, but more importantly, he hadn’t given the MacAuley brothers any direct authority over her.
The