waved between the two. “You two need to talk things out.”
“Eh, we do.” Ethan nodded.
“In my book time for talking has done past.” Miller radiated anger.
“Since M doesn’t want to talk…” Ethan threw the first punch, hitting Miller in his jaw. Miller in turn took Ethan to the ground. The men rolled around grunting and throwing punches at each other.
“Stop it!” Denae screamed. “Ethan, stop! Stop it!”
Amid curses the men exchanged a series of body punches.
She grew light-headed as she watched the madness. Yes. This had nothing to do with her… Miller had to be taking out the anger he felt toward Ethan and using this as an excuse to pound him. Or more so, Ethan was trying to work out his frustration at Miller’s attitude from his system. She understood men would be men. She simply didn’t want to witness it.
“Stop this!” She glanced around for a water bucket. That’d cool them off.
“Oh, fuck.” Matt entered the barn, slightly ahead of Lee.
Trembling, she watched as the cousins managed to pull the struggling brothers apart.
Ethan hunched over panting.
Miller straightened before spitting out blood. He wiped his mouth off.
She wanted to slap him for hurting Ethan. “Well, I hope you got it all out of your system.”
“For now.” Miller picked up his hat and put it on his head. He spat again.
For now? She snorted, so glad she’d been born a woman.
Ethan leaned over his hands braced on his knees. “Christ, mate, you’re as strong as a bloody bull.” He coughed. “A bloody brick shithouse.”
“Working with animals that outweigh you will do that.” Lee chuckled, slapping Miller on the back.
“Water boy.” Matt snickered. “You, on the other hand might be able to out swim a croc but that’s about it.”
A grin pulled at the corner of her lips. Okay, that’d been funny. She laughed. “Water boy.” Though he’d held his own against his bigger brother.
Ethan turned his head sharply her way. “Hey, not from you too.”
She lowered her lashes.
Miller headed for the truck. “Back to work, mates.” He stopped. “And no one mentions this to Mum.”
“Oh, hell no.” Ethan nodded in agreement.
The twins raised their hands in sync with one another. “Not a word from me.”
They acted like she wasn’t there. She just might tell to see Maree’s response. Maybe she’d put an end to the foolishness.
Denae examined Ethan once the twins left the barn. He was sweaty and dirty. “You okay?”
Ethan advanced. “I think he broke about six ribs.”
Unbelieving, she frowned. “He did not.”
“I think he knocked my tooth loose too.” A single stride brought him into her personal space. “Want to check it out for me?”
His. She pulled the conversation back into focus. His teasing wasn’t going to sway her. He’d called her his earlier. Butterflies danced low in her belly. As good as the declaration was, her dander still rose.
“No, no, I don’t.” Denae took hold of his shirt to keep him at a distance. Felt the speeding heart beneath the material. “What in the world came over you?”
“Me?” His face tensed up. “What about you? You, out here alone with Miller. Can’t you decide which one of us you want?”
For a moment, she could only stare. Heat spread up her face to burn her cheeks. “Oh… We weren’t kissing. Our bodies weren’t pressed together. We were talking.” She shook her head. “I can’t believe you said that!” She jerked her hand away from him. “This wasn’t about me and Miller, it was about you two!”
But he was faster and caught her wrist. “I’m damn sorry.”
“Let me go.”
“Not until I’ve had my say.” Fire lit his blue gaze. “Listen, last night, you were hot and heavy for my prick. For me.”
Her breath caught.
“This morning, you tell me we’ll not be starting a habit.” He pulled her closer. “Just what the fuck am I supposed to think? You were begging my bloody brother.”
The fire in
“Eh, we do.” Ethan nodded.
“In my book time for talking has done past.” Miller radiated anger.
“Since M doesn’t want to talk…” Ethan threw the first punch, hitting Miller in his jaw. Miller in turn took Ethan to the ground. The men rolled around grunting and throwing punches at each other.
“Stop it!” Denae screamed. “Ethan, stop! Stop it!”
Amid curses the men exchanged a series of body punches.
She grew light-headed as she watched the madness. Yes. This had nothing to do with her… Miller had to be taking out the anger he felt toward Ethan and using this as an excuse to pound him. Or more so, Ethan was trying to work out his frustration at Miller’s attitude from his system. She understood men would be men. She simply didn’t want to witness it.
“Stop this!” She glanced around for a water bucket. That’d cool them off.
“Oh, fuck.” Matt entered the barn, slightly ahead of Lee.
Trembling, she watched as the cousins managed to pull the struggling brothers apart.
Ethan hunched over panting.
Miller straightened before spitting out blood. He wiped his mouth off.
She wanted to slap him for hurting Ethan. “Well, I hope you got it all out of your system.”
“For now.” Miller picked up his hat and put it on his head. He spat again.
For now? She snorted, so glad she’d been born a woman.
Ethan leaned over his hands braced on his knees. “Christ, mate, you’re as strong as a bloody bull.” He coughed. “A bloody brick shithouse.”
“Working with animals that outweigh you will do that.” Lee chuckled, slapping Miller on the back.
“Water boy.” Matt snickered. “You, on the other hand might be able to out swim a croc but that’s about it.”
A grin pulled at the corner of her lips. Okay, that’d been funny. She laughed. “Water boy.” Though he’d held his own against his bigger brother.
Ethan turned his head sharply her way. “Hey, not from you too.”
She lowered her lashes.
Miller headed for the truck. “Back to work, mates.” He stopped. “And no one mentions this to Mum.”
“Oh, hell no.” Ethan nodded in agreement.
The twins raised their hands in sync with one another. “Not a word from me.”
They acted like she wasn’t there. She just might tell to see Maree’s response. Maybe she’d put an end to the foolishness.
Denae examined Ethan once the twins left the barn. He was sweaty and dirty. “You okay?”
Ethan advanced. “I think he broke about six ribs.”
Unbelieving, she frowned. “He did not.”
“I think he knocked my tooth loose too.” A single stride brought him into her personal space. “Want to check it out for me?”
His. She pulled the conversation back into focus. His teasing wasn’t going to sway her. He’d called her his earlier. Butterflies danced low in her belly. As good as the declaration was, her dander still rose.
“No, no, I don’t.” Denae took hold of his shirt to keep him at a distance. Felt the speeding heart beneath the material. “What in the world came over you?”
“Me?” His face tensed up. “What about you? You, out here alone with Miller. Can’t you decide which one of us you want?”
For a moment, she could only stare. Heat spread up her face to burn her cheeks. “Oh… We weren’t kissing. Our bodies weren’t pressed together. We were talking.” She shook her head. “I can’t believe you said that!” She jerked her hand away from him. “This wasn’t about me and Miller, it was about you two!”
But he was faster and caught her wrist. “I’m damn sorry.”
“Let me go.”
“Not until I’ve had my say.” Fire lit his blue gaze. “Listen, last night, you were hot and heavy for my prick. For me.”
Her breath caught.
“This morning, you tell me we’ll not be starting a habit.” He pulled her closer. “Just what the fuck am I supposed to think? You were begging my bloody brother.”
The fire in
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