Sir Loin of Beef by Vanessa Vale

Author:Vanessa Vale [Vale, Vanessa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bridger Media

9

DUKE

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“What the hell are you doing here?” I stopped short at the sight of my brother on my couch. Obviously, I hadn’t heard him come in while I was in the shower.

“What crawled up your ass and died?” Tucker asked when I stomped into the kitchen, grabbed a soda from the fridge, slammed the door shut and downed half the drink in one icy long pull.

“This is my house. Why are you here?” I leaned a hip against the counter to face the great room and stared at him. He was lounging on my couch watching a ball game. His feet were up on my coffee table and an open bag of chips rested beside them.

“Your turn to host Friday dinner.”

I closed my eyes, then ran my hand over my face. This morning, after I walked away from the cluster fuck that was Kaitlyn Leary, I drove straight to the new build on the south side of town and pounded nails all day. Jed shut the bar down at 4:00 a.m., which meant he slept all day. I wasn’t going to wake him to tell him about the fucking grenade I’d fallen on this morning. I’d let him hope just a little longer.

He’d bought the bar and building that housed it on Main Street last year. It had an apartment on the second floor where he crashed, but my house—this house—was where we intended to settle down with our woman. We both thought we’d found her last night, that Kaitlyn would be the one to turn this place into a home. But no.

Fuck. I took another swallow of the soda. Mindless framing work should have helped with my anger and frustration levels, but it had done shit. The men on site had given me a wide berth and I’d had plenty of time to think. And in the six hours I’d been there, I’d figured nothing out.

Nothing. Because while I was so mad at Kaitlyn, I still wanted her. It was a desperate, frantic need to go back to her house and toss her over my shoulder and carry her to the nearest horizontal surface, lay her down on it and fuck her until I forgot her father had almost killed my parents. Get a taste of that sweet pussy, and not from licking my fingers. No, I wanted to go right to the source, get that sticky, sweet taste all over my mouth and chin. Get her scent on me, on my dick. I adjusted myself in my jeans, thankful T couldn’t see because of the breakfast bar.

I was used to confrontation. I’d had it plenty when I was in the rodeo circuit—and not just with the bulls. From shitty contractors to my fucking brothers… arguments and petty bickering happened all the time. But never with a woman and never like this. I’d had just a taste of what it would be like with her and I wanted more. Not the fucking confrontation, but the night before in Jed’s office.

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