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Dallas [Wolfe Brothers 3] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Kaylee Feagans
Authors: Kaylee Feagans
Tags: Romance
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DALLAS
Wolfe Brothers 3
KAYLEE FEAGANS
Copyright © 2013
Chapter 1
Cristal looked around the reception area. Her brother, Ryan, married his high school sweetheart, Cara, a month after Cristal’s graduation. She was the maid of honor while Dallas Wolfe, her brother’s best friend, was the best man. Her eyes had lovingly followed Dallas through most of the wedding and reception. He’d looked so good in his tuxedo. Before she’d realized it, he was standing in front of her, holding out his hand, and was leading her out onto the dance floor.
She let her body meld into his as he swayed with her slowly. At the end of the song, he led her to an empty room. She’d hoped that the wedding had inspired him, but after he’d closed the door, he leaned against it with an almost-angry expression on his face.
“Cristal, I want you to know that I think you’re a special girl. If I had a sister, I’d want her to be just like you.”
That put her back up because she didn’t think of him as a brother. She thought of him as a man, a man that could make all her innocent dreams come true. “I’m not your sister, Dallas. I’m a single woman.”
He laughed at her. “You’re just a little girl in a woman’s body. You have no idea of what a man really wants from a woman—or what I need from one.” He angrily walked to stand in front of her, his big hands brushing the tears off of her cheeks. “You’ve got forever in your eyes, Cristal McGuire.” He brushed a soft, chaste kiss against the corner of her mouth. “I’m not a forever kind of man.”
“But I love…”
He stood back angrily, his hands clenched tightly into fists at his sides. “Bullshit! You’ve got a schoolgirl crush.”
“Dallas?”
His silver eyes looked at her wildly before a certain calm settled over him. “You aren’t woman enough for me. I won’t tell you again. Stay the hell away from me, Cristal.”
Her aqua-colored eyes watched him leave as her heart shattered into a billion pieces at her feet. She didn’t return to the wedding reception. And she promised herself that she wouldn’t come near him ever again. She would get over him. She could be happy without him in her life. She hoped.
He shook as he stepped away from her. That had been the hardest damned thing he’d ever done. Just yesterday, Ry had had a little discussion with him. And it hadn’t been the first one. He’d been told that if their relationship had ever meant anything to him, he’d let Cristal go. She’d been too young, Ry insisted, to even think of settling down with him. Dallas also didn’t have the best track record for long-term relationships, and Ry didn’t want to see his baby sister broken hearted. Or worse yet, broken hearted and pregnant.
* * * *
Seven years later, she and her friends were going to a bar called Hell’s Place. Cristal had never been there, but it was the talk of the county. She and a few of her coworkers were going there to blow off some steam before they started on another big project for the state of Missouri.
Most of her coworkers were male and a little older than she was, but they treated her like the little sister they’d never had. There was only one coworker that she had any problems with, and lucky for her, he hadn’t planned on coming with them.
There were a few patrons sitting at tables when she walked into the bar. Walking up to the bar, she motioned for the bartender. Lord, he was hot, too. Six feet of hard muscles. She bet he’d suit up just fine.
She plastered on her best business smile as he sauntered over to her. She felt his blue eyes trace her body from head to toe and back again. “How can I help you, ma’am?” She didn’t know where he got that southern drawl from, but it made her insides melt.
“Can I please get a sloe screw?” she replied with a smile.
“I’m sure I could help you out with that!” The bartender leaned one muscled arm onto the bar and reached for
Wolfe Brothers 3
KAYLEE FEAGANS
Copyright © 2013
Chapter 1
Cristal looked around the reception area. Her brother, Ryan, married his high school sweetheart, Cara, a month after Cristal’s graduation. She was the maid of honor while Dallas Wolfe, her brother’s best friend, was the best man. Her eyes had lovingly followed Dallas through most of the wedding and reception. He’d looked so good in his tuxedo. Before she’d realized it, he was standing in front of her, holding out his hand, and was leading her out onto the dance floor.
She let her body meld into his as he swayed with her slowly. At the end of the song, he led her to an empty room. She’d hoped that the wedding had inspired him, but after he’d closed the door, he leaned against it with an almost-angry expression on his face.
“Cristal, I want you to know that I think you’re a special girl. If I had a sister, I’d want her to be just like you.”
That put her back up because she didn’t think of him as a brother. She thought of him as a man, a man that could make all her innocent dreams come true. “I’m not your sister, Dallas. I’m a single woman.”
He laughed at her. “You’re just a little girl in a woman’s body. You have no idea of what a man really wants from a woman—or what I need from one.” He angrily walked to stand in front of her, his big hands brushing the tears off of her cheeks. “You’ve got forever in your eyes, Cristal McGuire.” He brushed a soft, chaste kiss against the corner of her mouth. “I’m not a forever kind of man.”
“But I love…”
He stood back angrily, his hands clenched tightly into fists at his sides. “Bullshit! You’ve got a schoolgirl crush.”
“Dallas?”
His silver eyes looked at her wildly before a certain calm settled over him. “You aren’t woman enough for me. I won’t tell you again. Stay the hell away from me, Cristal.”
Her aqua-colored eyes watched him leave as her heart shattered into a billion pieces at her feet. She didn’t return to the wedding reception. And she promised herself that she wouldn’t come near him ever again. She would get over him. She could be happy without him in her life. She hoped.
He shook as he stepped away from her. That had been the hardest damned thing he’d ever done. Just yesterday, Ry had had a little discussion with him. And it hadn’t been the first one. He’d been told that if their relationship had ever meant anything to him, he’d let Cristal go. She’d been too young, Ry insisted, to even think of settling down with him. Dallas also didn’t have the best track record for long-term relationships, and Ry didn’t want to see his baby sister broken hearted. Or worse yet, broken hearted and pregnant.
* * * *
Seven years later, she and her friends were going to a bar called Hell’s Place. Cristal had never been there, but it was the talk of the county. She and a few of her coworkers were going there to blow off some steam before they started on another big project for the state of Missouri.
Most of her coworkers were male and a little older than she was, but they treated her like the little sister they’d never had. There was only one coworker that she had any problems with, and lucky for her, he hadn’t planned on coming with them.
There were a few patrons sitting at tables when she walked into the bar. Walking up to the bar, she motioned for the bartender. Lord, he was hot, too. Six feet of hard muscles. She bet he’d suit up just fine.
She plastered on her best business smile as he sauntered over to her. She felt his blue eyes trace her body from head to toe and back again. “How can I help you, ma’am?” She didn’t know where he got that southern drawl from, but it made her insides melt.
“Can I please get a sloe screw?” she replied with a smile.
“I’m sure I could help you out with that!” The bartender leaned one muscled arm onto the bar and reached for
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