“In shock, but otherwise, okay. I think.”
I smiled and leaned up to kiss him. “You’re a good brother, Cord.”
“In the list of things I want you to think I’m good at, that wouldn’t be near the top.”
“It isn’t.” I winked.
“So, uh, Porter is leaving. Actually, he already left the attorney’s office. Sometime today, he’ll leave the ranch.”
“Where is he going?”
“To Parlin.”
I nodded once. “To help the sister of the man in the accident?”
“He’s more of a kid than a man, but yes. That’s what we’re all assuming.”
“Will she accept his help?”
Cord studied me. “You’re remarkable.”
My cheeks flushed, and I lowered my gaze.
“And sexy as fuck.”
“I’m not sure asking a question makes me anything more than nosy.”
“It’s a million-dollar one, though, isn’t it? Will Cici Morris accept help from Porter Wheaton, the man who drove under the influence of alcohol and caused an accident that could have killed her brother? It hasn’t been that many years since the two lost their parents, also in a car accident.”
“The poor woman. It reminds me of Miss Cena. First, she lost her daughter, then her husband, then her son.”
I rested my head on his shoulder.
“What happens now?”
“There’s time for me to show you the Roaring Fork, if you’re interested. Although I should probably clear it with Decker first.”
“I’d love to see it.”
He scrubbed his face.
“What?” I asked.
“There are some things I need to tell you. I remembered something today that happened when I was a kid.”
I wrapped my arm around his waist.
“How do you do that?”
I raised my head. “What?”
“Know exactly how to soothe me.”
I looked over his shoulder at Buck and TJ. “Love.”
Decker encouragedCord to take me to see the ranch, saying we had plenty of time if we wanted to spend the night. I told him I’d be happy to do whatever he felt mostcomfortable with.
There was room for us to ride with Buck and TJ, even with the baby, Cord’s sister, and his brother Holt, who’d arrived with Porter.