ood judge of character, so

her way, then they stepped

f his teammates smiled as they approached. Josiah, whose voice told her he wasn’t from around here, seemed nice. Zyron and Trees b

ife than getting married. Still, she couldn’t lie. She’d looked forward to being some man’s wife since she was a little girl. Her friends had all left Sunset to pursue the

too much t

doer, not a talker. Logan, on the other hand, oozed charm. He smiled, winked, and laughed, making up for all the conversation she hadn’t had with his brother. But under his façade she sensed someth

of the night, happy to make the acquaintance of Cutter’s co-workers, then figure out how

acaroni salad and bake cookies. They were lovely and witty and funny. Gritty and

erything on a big buffet table as Hunter yelled to

an snagged his arm. “Bryant, can you give me

Why don’t you get your plat

lf? “Actually, I need to use the ladies’

ing sun. Why couldn’t he have been more than a friend in her heart? He was perf

oom. As she finished washing her hands, the doorbell rang. A glance out the big kitchen window proved no one else had heard a thing

inked arms crossed over a midnight-blue shirt, stretched tightly across his imposing chest. He had shorn dark hair, an even closer cropped beard, black ey

she utterly lost her

ey

nct impression he’d already taken in every inch of he

the family room, which overlooked the backyard. “I’m

let him in since she couldn

him and stared down at

forbidden urge prompted he

following her until she backed into a wall a

. Each part of him was put together so perfectly, he made her

lips lifted into something

she imp

sound any mo

sement lace

a nice sha

th the transformation of his

nd down, his fathomless eyes traversing her slow

thoughts raced wildly. Would he touch her? Kiss her? Undress her? The way

hudded madl

rough her entire body, jolting and shuddering clear down to her toes. He glided one rough fingertip across her skin. Goose bumps erupte

was doing to her or why, but if he wanted anyth

ouch was gone. “Your

But some forbidden part of

sent him what she hoped was a bl

cupped it, drawing her closer. She could happily lose herself in his eyes. She ached to. Ever

a little

” she blurted

t her a smug grin.

eks. Did he mean what she thought? “Um,

before he tucked a curl behind her ear. She barely managed to resist

ith

you dating one o

how to explain her re

d at the back door, his snarl warning the

be so insistent…unless something was wrong. “O-okay.

t. Something in her wanted him to, but he me

breathing eased. Her nerves bled away. And when he curled

her feel alive—not

ou all

comer might unleash terrible savage

. “Time to eat. Why don’t you head on out

ing nothing but staring a little more than

ead. “I’d rathe

her. She risked a glance his way. Sure enough, he hadn’t peeled his eyes

dded a pleading note Cutter h

hing you won’t like, Bre-bee. If you’d rather not

er too well. He intended to have words with this

n impatient sig

th a killing glare. “Keep the

teammate Cutter had

stranger

’s m

er had not just made her

ut he

narrowed but h

ear?” Cutt

e to fuck t

h. I

glared with contempt. “I do

tay the fuck

, Cutter swept her out the back door to the waiting feast. She glanced back. The dark stranger