Beard Science (Winston Brothers Book 3) by Penny Reid

Author:Penny Reid [Reid, Penny]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cipher-Naught
Published: 2016-10-10T21:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 17

“Men do change, and change comes like a little wind that ruffles the curtains at dawn, and it comes like the stealthy perfume of wildflowers hidden in the grass.”

― John Steinbeck

~Cletus~

“Okay, now that it’s just us three, I want to know.” Jessica turned in her seat and lifted her eyebrows at me. It was keen eyebrow lift, so I knew the next words out of her mouth were going to be a question. “What’s going on with Jennifer Sylvester and Billy? Or is she with Beau? Or what’s going on?”

I met Duane’s eyes in the rearview mirror. He was driving my new car back from Nashville. Jess sat next to him on the bench seat, and I was in the back being chauffeured. The others, including the lady in question, had already departed for Green Valley on Sienna’s plane.

Duane was—by far—the best driver in the family. I suspected he was the best driver in Tennessee. Whenever I needed a fast four-wheeled escape, he was my guy. Which meant when he left for Italy and other grand capering, I would be without a getaway driver.

A depressing thought.

Duane cleared his throat, shifted a bit in his seat, but said nothing. He quickly returned his attention to the road.

He was no help.

Or, perhaps he was also curious.

“Come on, Cletus.” Jessica reached over the seat and pushed my knee with her fingertips. “Am I going to have to guess? Don’t make me guess.”

“She’s not attached to either Billy or Beau.”

“Are you sure?” Jessica pushed. “Because Beau and she seemed mighty friendly.”

I moved my attention to the window at my side rather than allow Jessica to see my displeasure at this news. Truth was, I’d been preoccupied by thoughts of Jennifer for weeks.

I was . . . attracted to her.

Physically.

A lot.

Her image haunted both my day and night dreams. Most were of the dirty variety, because the woman’s body drove me to distraction. But some fantasies were just flashes of us being together, talking and touching. Always touching.

I’d been fixating on her since our last lesson. Matters weren’t helped by her unexpected delivery of the most delicious muffins ever conceived in the history of muffins.

“Beau is friendly with everybody.” I forced calm into my voice and schooled my expression before turning back to Jess.

“Then what was she doing here today? And the other day at the house?”

“She’s a family friend.”

The woman definitely had an effect on me. Her voodoo had me doing and saying things without premeditated forethought. We had conversations. We spoke of events and our lives. I was sharing things about myself without conducting a mental chess game or deliberating how to best leverage information she communicated for my benefit.

I wanted to be with her, spend time in her company for the sake of her company—a sentiment that was both novel and entirely unwelcome.

Jessica’s eyes narrowed on me. “Since when?”

“Our grandfathers were friendly. So, I suppose she’s been a family friend since Don Donner and Grandfather Oliver first met.”

Jess huffed impatiently and smacked my knee.

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