Lena's Happily Ever After [The Town of Pearl 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Dixie Lynn Dwyer Page B

panicked. Holy shit, she was attracted to soldier boy. Now what?
    “You fucking all three of my brothers?” he asked, and she saw red. Bastard!
    “Not that it’s any of your business, but no, I’m not fucking your brothers.”
    “They stop by every night and you disappear with them to the back of your house.” He placed a hand against her waist so he had her pinned against the counter. Her breathing grew rapid, and she wondered what he was trying to do.
    “You spying on me, soldier boy?”
    “Just wondering what you’re all about, Detroit.”
    She chuckled and he stepped away, letting his hand slide across her hip as he lifted it from the counter.
    He walked away and disappeared into the other room.
    Lena wondered what the hell just happened between them. She could feel the connection to Bryant, the desire for him to touch her.
    This town had her so fucked up, but then again, her entire life had been fucked up from the start. Why would now be any different?
     
    * * * *
     
    The following morning Lena wondered how Bryant was going to treat her today. She saw somewhat of a compassionate part of him that no one else had probably seen in quite some time when he moved into action to save her from the snake. The idea that some snake could get into a house like that gave her nightmares, and last night she placed towels over the bottoms of the front door and back door as a precaution. She sure as hell wouldn’t leave the doors open to get a nice breeze in again.
    She also thought long and hard about him being a soldier and sacrificing his life for his country. That took someone special, and maybe the experiences he had over there weren’t pleasant and they changed him. Hell, she had changed when she was forced to live on the streets and survive on her own. Her heart had grown cold and hard. She understood that even if his brothers couldn’t.
    Lena showed up at his home anticipating his rude comments and behavior, but she smiled as she entered through the front door. As she walked inside, she immediately saw that Bryant wasn’t sitting in his chair. Instead he was sprawled out on the floor in pain. She hurried over to him.
    “Are you okay?” she asked as she began to lower to the floor.
    “Get out of here, Detroit! Leave me alone.” He cried out as he lay back down on the floor. His brow was perspiring, and it seemed like his leg was cramping up.
    “Should I call your father?” she asked cautiously as he swung his head to look at her, giving her that look she was learning to regard as his “don’t fuck with me,” military look. His green eyes were filled with anger. If she disobeyed him, then there would be hell to pay.
    “Don’t you fucking dare call anyone!”
    “Then let me help you. What can I do?” Lena asked as she knelt down beside his leg.
    “No! Go away, and I’ll deal with it,” he yelled again. This time his eyes glazed over. He was in major pain and refused to allow her to get help.
    She reached for his leg, and he grabbed her wrist so hard that she fell against his chest. His face was inches from hers.
    “I. Don’t. Want. Your. Fucking. Help,” he stated through clenched teeth.
    She swallowed hard. His eyes showed the pain and the perspiration on the collar of his shirt looked hours old. He might have been here all night, stuck like this.
    “You know, soldier boy, you’re really starting to piss me off with your macho, ‘I don’t need anyone’ bullshit.”
    He literally growled at her as he held her wrist tighter and pulled her closer to him.
    “You think you’re tough, Detroit? You think you’ve got what it takes to defy me?”
    She wondered where the hell he was going with this. She knew nothing about men, and the Jones brothers were the epitome of Alpha males who liked to dominate and rule. She swallowed hard.
    “I think you’re scared of me,” she replied, and he released her wrist and tried to shove her away from him.
    “You’re fucking crazy. Get off of me.” He told