Page 143 of Duty and Desire
Luke’s gaze bored into mine. “Don’t remind me.”
“I might hurl,” Hector mumbled to floor.
Holy smokes.
They weretotallymybig brothers.
“Lottie,go put clothes on,” Mo rumbled.
And there was the Brook No Argument Voice.
I glared at him. “Fine.” I turned my glare to the men in the room. “But no one hurt him while I’m gone.”
“We’re not gonna hurt him,” Ren said.
“I might hurt him,” Vance murmured.
“I’m in on that,” Hector added.
“You’re not gonna hurt him!” I yelled at Hector.
“All right, all right.Cálmate, hermanita,” Hector replied.
To make certain that happened, I turned my attention to Tex and announced, “When the time comes, I want you walking me down the aisle.”
Tex had been uncharacteristically quiet through all this, likely thinking the men had it in hand since they weren’t letting up on me.
He remained that way after my announcement seeing as he went visibly still.
The room went still.
Time stood still.
“And prepare,” I continued. “Because it’s gonna be a huge-ass wedding and I’m wearing a sexy dress. Like Roxie’s, except sexier. Lots of flowers. A colossal cake. Server passed hors d’oeuvres. Open bar. The whole shebang.” I whirled on Mo. “You down with that?”
“Whatever you want, baby,” he murmured, looking amused again.
“Good,” I snapped.
“You’re already getting married?” Eddie asked, his voice low and unhappy. “You said you just started things up a couple hours ago.”
I whirled on him. “When did you move Jet in with you?”
He shut his mouth.
Mm-hmm.
Not a one of them could use the “you’re rushing into this” defense. They’d each claimed their women at the speed of light.
Thank God I didn’t have to put up withthat.
“And no, not yet,” I carried on. “We haven’t even had our first date. But signals are showing he’s the one. We’d see if all systems are a go if I’d stop having religious freaks after me or my living room filled with meddlingmen. Though,” I turned back to Mo, “we do kinda have that crackpot to thank for bringing us together.”
Mo’s eyes narrowed and a noise that sounded like a growl came up his throat.
Okay, so, not yet in the threat-over, post-sex-haze-of-goodness benevolent mood.
Important to know.
