Extraits

I watched as the black Charger drove up behind my truck. I suppressed a groan. I should have known. The pretty man from Starbucks had barely stepped out of the car when Hunter’s fiancée flung herself into his arms. She could jump in heels, too. Damn, Hunter needed to hang on to that one, but she’d wrapped herself shamelessly around the pretty man and was covering his face with kisses.

« And that would be Mason, Harper’s twin, » Hunter whispered into my ear just as the twin met my gaze. He looked quickly away and forced his sister to stand on her own. I couldn’t hear their conversation, but I got the impression it had been a long time since Mason had been home.

« So, looks like we’re all here now, » Hunter said when I didn’t respond. « You and Mace were the only uncertains, Mace because he was stranded in Denver last night. And…oh fuck, I don’t know if we have two rooms left. »

Before I had time to process that piece of news in regards to how it might affect me, an imperious voice called out to the newcomer…the other newcomer. « Mason Foxworth, you look like something the cat dragged in. » I looked over my shoulder to see an older version of the bride standing on the veranda, blonde like her daughter with brown eyes and the bearing of a queen. She was smiling and looked to be on the verge of tears.

« Considering I feel like something the cat puked up, I take that as a compliment, » Mace quipped back, his voice was deeper than I remembered from the two sentences he’d spoken to me a couple of hours back and he was taller than even the bride in her spiked heels, which meant he would be taller than me and didn’t that just make my dick stand up and take serious notice. He was completely not my type in any way shape or form except I had a thing about men taller than me and Mason Foxworth…was still too damned young for me no matter how you sliced it.

« He’s straight, too. » The words were whispered so softly I almost didn’t hear.

« I didn’t say anything. »

« You don’t have to. I can tell you’re trying not to ogle him. You’re failing, by the way. How long has it been? » He was my brother; closest thing I had to a brother anyway, and the only person I told my deepest secrets to. I’d forgotten that he knew.

« Four years. » I didn’t talk about it. It happened not long after Hunter’s dad died. I lost the man I thought I could have a future with. I didn’t like to think about it, or how I left the Marines one step ahead of a dishonorable discharge for being gay and in a relationship with an officer.

« You need to meet someone Kilby. You need to get off the farm and meet someone or you’re going to— »

Harper dragged her brother over, cutting off what Hunter was about to say. I plastered on a smile and pretended that my heart wasn’t beating like a fucking time bomb. « Mason, this is my fiancé, Hunter. And his best man, Kilby. » Harper linked her arm in Hunter’s just as the queen of the world joined them. « And Kilby, our mother Arden…what is it today, Mother? Monroe, Foxworth, Gillette, Young…well anyway, pick one. »