“Goddammit, Jessie, look at me.”Miracle of miracles, she rolled over, angrily pushed her tangled hair from her face and squinted at him.Brandt didn’t let his gaze fall below her chin.Jessie had that glassy-eyed look from too much alcohol, and her reaction time was slower, but she didn’t react like he’d expected. No embarrassment. No trying to cover her naked body. Hell, she didn’t even shriek with surprise. She just stared at him.He stared back.“I forgot how much you and Luke sound alike.”“I wasn’t tryin’ to pretend to be him,” Brandt said softly.That comment brought her sad smile. “I know. There’s no comparison.”There was that kicked-in-the-heart sensation again.“Why did you stick around? I wasn’t very nice to you.”His thoughts skipped back to Jessie’s bored appraisal of him and her insulting parting shot. “I intended to take off. B-but…” Goddammit. Why was he such a stammering freakin’ idiot around her?“But you didn’t because you were worried about me.” She held his gaze.
He couldn’t believe Jessie had kept the wallet. She’d seemed embarrassed when she’d opened his present. Too late Brandt learned such a labor-intensive gift was appropriate for a girlfriend. Or a lover. Or a wife. None of which Jessie was to him. Luke had been a real prick about it, too, teasing him mercilessly.Ragging on Jessie. They’d both ignored Luke, and Brandt figured Jessie had probably thrown it out to keep the peace with her husband. Warmth expanded in his chest even as he called himself ten kinds of fool for feeling that spark of pleasure.He scrutinized the inside of the truck cab for anything else that might belong to her before he zipped up the purse and jogged back to his pickup.Jessie had wedged herself in the corner. Relief swept over her when he tossed the purse in her lap.“Thank you.”“You wanna check to see if anything is missing?”“No. Just take me home.”He let her be, even when he wanted to assure her that Mike’s reaction was a result of booze and pot, not a re
Soul patch? Gone. Despite the leaner appearance, Brandt’s angular face was still too rugged looking to be considered handsome in the classical sense, like Luke’s had been.What hadn’t changed about Brandt? His captivating smile that managed to be both cocky and shy.The stunning blueness of his eyes. His overprotective instinct. The first thing he’d done after seeing her for the first time in months was lecture her on hooking up with a douchebag like Mike.At that point, Jessie had told Brandt she was predestined to wind up with douchebags like Mike and Luke, and if he were smart, he’d continue to stay away from her.He’d started to argue and she’d glimpsed something dangerous in Brandt’s eyes she’d never noticed.But true to form, he’d walked away.Or so she’d thought.She’d been so eager to convince Mike and his friends she was good-time Jessie the party girl, not a mousy widow with a pathetic past, that she ended up drinking way more than was healthy or smart.The details were hazy
“Such a loving family,” Jessie muttered as Tell took her hands.“Miss us, doncha?”She smiled. “Not touching that one.”He laughed. “So what’s new?”“You’d know if you ever bothered to call me.” At his guilty look, she whapped him on the shoulder.“Tell. I’m kidding. Since my life is incredibly boring, why don’t you tell me what you’ve been up to?”“I’ve been hittin’ as many local rodeos as possible, tryin’ to complete my PRCA judges course.”Tell had been talking about doing that since the first time they’d met. “You actually followed through with it?”“Yep. I got tired of waiting for the right time to get certified and they accepted me as a candidate because of my past rodeo experience. I’ve been studying DVDs and scoring the rides. Then they match how I scored them to the real scores to see how I did.”“It hasn’t interfered with your ranch work?”Tell scowled. “To hear Dad talk, I’ve all but abandoned the ranch. Hell. I’m gone one day, two at the most in a month. Brandt and Dalton
“Because I did demand proof. Right away. I contacted Dr. Monroe and she put me in contact with a place that specializes in fast paternity tests. Long story short, Landon is Luke’s child. But really, all I had to do was look at the kid and I knew.”Jessie’s tough shell cracked and her face crumpled. “Oh God. No. This is not happening.”Brandt was beside her in an instant. He wanted so badly to pull her into his arms, offer her comfort, but he wasn’t entirely sure she wouldn’t slap and claw at him, taking her rage out on the messenger since she couldn’t take it out on the person who deserved it.Goddamn you, Luke. What the fuck were you thinking?He hadn’t been. As usual his brother thought of himself first.Jessie hugged her knees to her chest, hiding her face beneath her tangle of hair. Her shoulders shook as she rocked on the couch.Brandt was helpless to do anything but watch her fall apart.Lexie came over, whining at her mistress’s distress, but even the dog seemed at a loss.He d
There was Jessie’s horror-filled look. “But Casper—”“Is the worst possible choice, yeah, trust me, I know. My mother would be fine takin’ care of Landon, but she won’t stand up to my father, which means I’d have to leave Landon at their house. Every goddamn day. And I don’t trust my dad not to go around me.”“Go around you how?”“Given Samantha’s circumstances, he’ll try for full custody of Landon, and the court would award them guardianship, even temporarily, over me. I don’t want it to come to that. Ever.”“When did you plan on telling them about him?”“Tomorrow. I’d hoped to have a firm plan in place first, but if I don’t, I’ll wing it. Tell and Dalton will back me up, no matter what happens.”In the unbearably long, brutal silence, Brandt felt his hope drying up. Felt her pulling away.Shivering, Jessie wrapped her arms around herself. “It’s late. And I’m…”In shock. Heartbroken. Angry.Every emotion was written on her face. “Do you want me to go?”She said, “Yes,” then amended,
Landon’s whole body wiggled, he was so excited.So Brandt kept helping the boy pet the dog, keeping Lexie’s head and teeth away from Landon’s poking fingers. He shot a glance toward Jessie, but she hadn’t moved.Come on, Jess. You can do this. I know you can.Three things happened while he was silently begging Jessie to look at them. His cell phone rang in his back pocket. As he shifted to reach for it, he stepped on Lexie’s tail. She yipped and scampered away, heading toward Jessie. When he loosened his hold on Landon, the monkey kid jumped down and raced after the dog.But Lexie had wormed her way between Jessie and the kitchen cabinet. Before Brandt could catch Landon, he smacked into the back of Jessie’s calves, squealing, determined to get a hold of the dog.Startled, Jessie spun around and knocked Landon to the floor. He landed with a thud on his diapered butt and cried out.The rest of it happened in slow motion.Jessie instinctively picked him up, with a reassuring, “You’re ok
Evidently Brandt hadn’t been successful in keeping his voice down. Landon’s eyes popped open and he wiggled until he was sitting on Brandt’s lap.Jessie stood. “I’ve said my piece, you’ve said yours. Can we just move onto the next thing? Because there’s plenty of other stuff we have to deal with today.”“Yeah.” He squinted at the clock. “I need to get goin’. I’m supposed to meet my brothers at my place in an hour.”“I’ll call Skylar and give her a heads up, but it’d probably be best if I drove out there and talked to her.”“True.” He reached for Landon’s coat. “Come on buddy. Let’s ride.”Jessie insisted on meeting Skylar face to face because she had the overwhelming urge to put distance between herself and Brandt.Don’t you mean between you and Landon?What’d happened to her backbone? She’d sworn last night she’d say no. She’d said it out loud. Hell, she’d screamed it. No one in the world would blame her for washing her hands of the situation. In fact, now she’d have the exact opposi