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“Are you sleeping in those?” she asked. He slept naked.

“Yes. It’s to keep you from teasing me. I know you. In a few hours, you’ll be wanting more of me.”

Malia laughed. She didn’t know where his sense of humor had been before, but she liked it. Ryan however, saw no reason to wear anything to bed. He climbed in on the other side and pulled her close.

“Malia Granger, have I told you how much I adore you?” Ryan then kissed her forehead, her nose, and then her lips.

“I wasn’t even aware you liked me much.”

“Really? I thought I just proved to you that you will be the last woman I ever make love with for the rest of my life.”

“I like that thought.” She rolled over to face Luke. “And you? Do you plan on keeping me around?”

Malia was never one to ask for reassurance, but Luke had been a hard one to read.

“I think you know the answer to that. If you weren’t the most important person to me, I would have moved out of the house a while ago.”

“Nice to know.”

He kissed her quickly. “Now how about letting us men get some sleep?”

She laughed. “Only the men are allowed to sleep?”

“You know what I mean. If you don’t want a repeat of what just happened, go to sleep.”

“As if you could go again already,” she challenged.

Luke grabbed her hand and placed it on his very stiff cock. “Any questions?”

CHAPTERTWENTY-FOUR

“Why do you want to talk with Seth again?” Ryan asked.

They had changed their mind about their plan so many times, even Malia was confused about what they were going to do.

“Seth and Trevor will be more unbiased about what we should do, though to be honest, I am hoping they’ll sniff around Pete’s ranch to see if they spot any of your cows,” Malia said as she finished the last bite of a very delicious breakfast that Luke had prepared. If he decided not to be a rancher, he could get a job as a cook.

“Gotcha.”

“We should take the bullet with us,” Malia said.

Luke turned to her. “Why? You think someone is going to break into the house and steal it? It’s been three years, remember.”

She shrugged. “It’s possible someone was watching you dig up the grave. After you asked Pete where he buried your father, he’d have to know it would only be a matter of time before you learned the truth—assuming he thought you’d exhume your dad. It’s possible, he asked those two men with him to keep an eye on you both.”

Luke looked over at Ryan. “Did you sense anyone around when we were looking for Dad’s grave?”

“To be honest, I was too focused on finding it. I didn’t pay attention to who might be around us.”

“Fuck.” Luke picked up the bullet. “I’ll put this in a plastic bag, though I’m sure there are no fingerprints on it, other than mine.”

“Not that I’m accusing you of anything, but I would think the sheriff would ask where you and Ryan were when your dad was killed.”

“We were in Bozeman at the time. Can we prove we were there on that exact date? Probably not.”

She hoped they wouldn’t be accused. “It might be best for you to turn in the bullet to the sheriff before Pete decides to accuse one of you.”

“I say we head to the Granger Ranch before we make any decisions one way or the other,” Ryan said.

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