Take the Storm by Zanetti Rebecca

Author:Zanetti, Rebecca [Zanetti, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Dee Davis, Julie Kenner, Rebecca Zanetti, small town, Romance, Rising Storm, Texas
Publisher: Evil Eye Concepts, Incorporated
Published: 2015-10-29T04:00:00+00:00

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Patrick Murphy strode alongside his older brother after having grabbed a pizza for lunch. They’d talked about the bar, their parents, and the Founders’ Day events. Dillon was on duty, but not much was going on in the town, so he’d been able to stay through a dessert of cinnamon sticks. As was typical, they’d fought over the last one. Patrick thought that one had tasted the best of them all—or maybe it was just the thrill of a victory.

Now they headed down Second Street toward Storm Oak and the gazebo to see how the various repairs and cleanup in preparation for the upcoming celebration were going, their strides about even since they’d reached the same six-foot plus height in high school.

“Mom wants me to talk to you about Marisol,” Dillon said, his lips turning in a grimace, his boots clomping on the concrete.

Patrick tripped and then caught himself. “You’re kidding.”

“Nope.” Dillon’s long stride didn’t slow. Today he wore faded jeans, a black button-down shirt, and a badge and gun at his hip. Even the black cowboy hat on his head made him look like a Texas lawman from years ago. “So I’m talking.”

Patrick snorted and shoved up the sleeves of his T-shirt. “You are such a dork.”

“You’re the dork,” Dillon returned without heat as he waved to a couple of football players on the opposite sidewalk. “Seriously, what’s going on?”

“I don’t know. I like her, she likes me, but she won’t take a chance.” Patrick shoved his hands in his pockets. He wanted to be frustrated, but he could always see both sides of any issue, and he understood her position and need to protect herself.

Dillon cleared his throat. “Mom was, ah, worried about the way you looked at Dakota Alvarez last night.”

Patrick jerked his head. “What? That’s crazy.”

“Is it?” Dillon murmured. “I mean, that’s a girl who needs saving. Marisol works herself to death and needs saving. You, my brother, are a guy who tries to save everybody.”

Heat burned to the tips of Patrick’s ears. “That’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard.”

“Really? Come on, Patrick. I grew up with you and every dog, chicken, bird, and injured cat you brought home. And kids. Kids who needed food or just warmth.”

Well, crap. He wasn’t some do-gooder trying to save the world. It’s just if a bird had a broken wing, he’d taken it home to heal. “I have no interest in Dakota and just felt sorry for her. The only person who can save her is, well, her.” He shook his head and knew he shouldn’t mention that it was Dillon’s fault Dakota was so upset about her father deserting her. “Marisol is different. I have feelings for her, and I want to be with her. Not save her.” Of course, if he was with her, he could certainly lighten her burden.

“Uh huh,” Dillon said as they crossed by the savings and loan. “If you say so.”

Temper, rare and unexpected, roared through Patrick. “Look who’s talking,” he muttered.

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