Yes to Everything by Shayne McClendon Read Free Book Online

little girls climbed out and she took a break to chase them through the hay. At one point the three of them tackled her and they rolled around hysterical. Molly started doing cartwheels with Becca following suit. The twins were ten different kinds of impressed when Jackson did two one-handed cartwheels, tucking his still-healing wrist close to his body in its new removable cast. They ran little races, letting the littlest ones win every time.
    Brooke yanked Becca up on her back and Jackson fireman-carried Molly and both of the younger girls were dumped in the bed of the truck. He got up in the tractor cab and listened to her instructions. She adjusted a few things in the engine and gave him a thumbs-up.
    Checking her watch, she climbed up and finished the row she was on, letting the hay drop so it could dry, then they headed back to the house.
    Preparing to pack up, the photographer said, “Hell no, we’re going to sneak up on her. I like the candid shots.”
    They watched as she pulled the tractor into the big barn and Jackson turned on the well spigot. Water sprayed high, the ground soaking it up as it fell. The girls ran through it screaming in happiness long before Jack whooped like an Indian and stripped off his shirt. They were calling Brooke, begging her to play and she finally stripped off her boots and socks.
    “Oh Jesus help us,” Decklan whispered.
    “This is our punishment. We’re being punished by God,” Logan told him fiercely.
    “God loves me then, boys, oh hell yes, God loves me,” Vaughn murmured happily. Decklan grabbed Logan’s arm and they watched the scene unfold in the soaked yard of the Kincaid ranch. She was rolling in the grass with them now, all of them laughing so hard it looked almost painful. Finally, they simply laid on the ground with their arms up to catch the water as it poured over them.
    Brooke stood first and pulled Molly up, taking her to the spigot and rinsing her blond hair. Wringing it out, she talked to her and Molly nodded, hugging Brooke tight and running inside.
    Next Becca was pulled up and rinsed off. When she was clean, Brook lifted the little girl in her arms and danced with her in the manufactured rain. Then the little girl took Brooke’s face in hers and kissed her eyes and nose. After Eskimo kisses she was put on her feet to follow her sister.
    Putting her hand out, she helped Jackson up and they leaned on the wall talking. It looked like he was crying and she hugged him. She waited a bit, took his chin between her finger and thumb, talking until he smiled and nodded his head.
    He spun her out and they two-stepped while they sang. They stopped, talked a moment, Jackson giving her a fist-bump and kissing her forehead before going inside.
    The twins wondered why Vaughn was waiting but he said nothing, the camera still aimed at Brooke under the water. Suddenly, she did the toe-touch from her cheer days and every man groaned. She stepped up and rinsed the grass off her body, then out of her hair. Turning off the water, she headed toward the porch, unbuttoning her jeans. As she made the top step, she was shimmying them down, the top edge of her plain white cotton panties visible.
    Standing up and turning to them, Vaughn said, “There was a vibration about her. She was going to do something else with no one watching. I can always tell.” He started barking instructions to his crew, “Change of plans. We’re dialing up the sex appeal on this shoot. She wants to find the woman she’s meant to be, she’s a girl on the cusp. Let’s show her who’s in there, people.”
    Glancing at the Bradshaw brothers, he added with a sly smile, “Good luck. Travis said to remind you that you’re not to touch inappropriately.” He walked away laughing.
    They headed up to the house and both brothers wondered how they’d handle the rest of their day. Seeing Brooke’s interaction with her brother and sisters had started a tugging inside them. God knew they were both fighting it