Oak, Sophie - Siren in Waiting [Texas Sirens 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

Oak, Sophie - Siren in Waiting [Texas Sirens 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Sophie Oak Read Free Book Online

Book: Oak, Sophie - Siren in Waiting [Texas Sirens 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Sophie Oak Read Free Book Online
Authors: Sophie Oak
esophageal cancer. Trev had been drunk off his ass the night his mother had called to tell him. He was pretty sure he’d hung up on her and went right back to his party.
    When the bills had kicked in, he was just about tapped out. He’d sold his house and only managed to give his sister a measly ten grand after he’d paid off all his bills. Bryce had probably put forth more.
    “Sorry. I won’t mention it again.” Small talk. He needed small talk. His eyes strayed to Bethany. He wanted to ask about her. She’d been so smart in high school. Why hadn’t she gone off to college? Why was she still hanging out in Deer Run? He didn’t ask though. She wasn’t his, and he fucked up everything he touched, so he would leave her be. “So, I heard the rodeo was great this year.”
    Shelley reached out. “Trev, I didn’t mean to make you feel bad.”
    He ached inside. “Not at all. It’s all right. Now tell me about the rodeo.”

    * * * *

    Bo managed to not roll his eyes as Bryce Hughes approached. He was a pretentious son of a bitch who always overdressed for the occasion. The man wore slacks and a blazer to the fair. And he always looked down on cowboys.
    “Mr. O’Malley,” Bryce said with an unctuous smile on his face. Unctuous. Bo grinned. He only knew what that meant because Mouse used it an awful lot. She was fond of big words. He’d learned a lot from her.
    Now he was learning a little bit about jealousy because that unctuous asshole was looking at her breasts. He might have learned what “unctuous” meant from Mouse, but “asshole” had just come with the territory. Bryce Hughes was a married asshole looking at a younger woman’s tits.
    “Mr. O’Malley’s my brother,” Bo said between clenched teeth. “You can just call me Bo.”
    Bryce seemed unconcerned with Bo’s show of defiance. “Well, I wasn’t sure what your brother had done about his name given his marital status. He might have taken on his wife’s name. Or the other fellow’s.”
    And that was the crux of Bo’s whole world. His brother wasn’t normal. His brother lived an alternative lifestyle. His brother was always a badass who didn’t mind throwing his power around, so Bo took the brunt.
    “His name is still O’Malley.” Bo felt his eyes narrow. He’d seen Bryce as he’d walked in. He knew exactly who Bryce had been sitting with. He hadn’t missed a damn thing. “And I would watch where you decide to throw stones. Your brother-in-law is the most hated man in the county.”
    “Bo.” Mouse gasped a little. The prim set of her mouth let Bo know he’d done something she considered impolite.
    Well, Bo didn’t care. Trev McNamara was an asshole addict who should never have shown his face in this county again. Didn’t he have strippers to screw? It seemed the man even neglected his strippers. What was the world coming to?
    “It wasn’t my idea to have him come back here,” Bryce said, adjusting his tie. “Trust me, when I married his sister, I thought I was gaining an asset. He was the hero of Deer Run when he signed that contract with the San Antonio Bandits. I imagined his face on my billboards telling everyone to come to Hughes-Bellows for all their real estate needs. Life doesn’t always turn out the way you think it will. How is that new house treating you, Mouse?”
    Bo really didn’t like the way Bryce looked at Mouse’s breasts. He had the insane urge to get Mouse a sweater despite the hundred plus degree heat. The neckline plunged down, showing off a crazy amount of creamy, smooth skin and the rounded tops of breasts he hadn’t imagined were really there. She always wore loose clothes. Bo had thought she was a little chubby. This dress dispelled those mistaken impressions. She was curvy and female.
    What had she been thinking putting on that dress?
    “I love it.” Pure pleasure could be heard in her voice. Her lips curled up in a strangely attractive little smile, like she had a secret. He’d never seen

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