Page 120 of Burning Love
Jace supposed it was not much different than he had done four days ago when he told her they should get married or for her to move in.
He wasn’t about to admit that to her brothers.
“She’ll talk now,” West said. “I know my sister better than you.”
“I don’t think I know her at all,” he mumbled.
“Do you love her?” Elias asked. “I’m the only one who has spent any time with you. I saw what no one else has seen.”
“Yes, I love her.”
“Have you told her that?” Foster asked.
There was some laughter to that question and he wasn’t sure he understood why.
“That’s personal,” he said.
“And there is the root of the problem,” Braylon said. “Looks like Foster isn’t the only idiot standing here.”
“I don’t appreciate the insult. You’re on my property.”
West smirked. “Do you think you can kick us all off?”
“I can damn well try. I don’t care how much money you donate to this city. I’ve got a lot of friends here that would back me.”
“Does anyone even know you’re dating our sister?” Nelson asked. He still looked pissed. “Because I’ve got friends in this area, the same as Rowan, and not one person has said a word. It’d make the rounds if it was known.”
“We’ve kept it quiet,” he said. “The same with the pregnancy. Obviously Talia didn’t adhere to us not telling anyone.”
“Our mother figured it out,” Braylon said drily. “There is no hiding anything from her for long.”
“Do you want to marry Talia?” Nelson asked.
“I do.”
“You’re going to need all the help you can get then,” Rowan said, laughing.
He didn’t like they were busting on the woman he loved.
“I can handle it.”
“If you could handle it, you wouldn’t be wondering why she told you no when you asked,” West said.
“I know,” he said.
“Or did you not ask?” Braylon asked, grinning. “Could be you’ve got some traits of West here and give orders?”
He held his silence.
“Guess he’s not that slow of a learner if he’s figuring that out,” Elias said, smirking.
West looked at his watch. “She should be here in five minutes. Want to show us your house?”
“So you can judge it?”
“No one is judging anyone,” Elias said. “Got any beer left?”
“Yeah.”
