interesting,” he agreed. “Be careful with her, Garrik. I don’t think her back is still sore, but the rest of her will be.” Garrik snorted. “Don’t rub it in, brother. I know she gifted you with her virginity, but I too know how to pleasure a woman.”
Jarmon knew he’d pricked his brother’s temper, but he couldn’t quite hold back his grin. Garrik’s scowl deepened and Jarmon chuckled again. “I’m sure you do, my brother.” Holding up his hands in a sign of peace, he backed away.
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Garrik’s frown disappeared as a slow, knowing smile covered his face. “I’ll pleasure her so much that hopefully she’ll forget all about leaving us.”
“You want her then? As a wife,” he qualified. “Even though we both know that she’s not telling us the truth?”
Garrik crossed his arms over his chest and nodded. “If she would have me, I would gladly be her husband. I would be happy if she chose either one of us. Truly, I think she is lying out of fear. I sense no malice in her at all.” Jarmon had felt the same thing, but he was relieved to have his brother confirm his own suspicions. “Then we are agreed. We will do whatever it takes to try to convince Genny to stay with us.”
Garrik stuck his hand out and the two brothers clasped forearms, sealing their pact.
They parted when they heard Genny coming back from her trip to the woods. “Good luck, brother, and be careful.” Jarmon turned and loped off toward the river, knowing the next time he saw Genny that Garrik would have claimed her just as he had.
Genny strode alongside Garrik, having no trouble keeping up with him. She knew that he’d shortened his normally long stride for her. Both brothers were like that though, always doing little things to make her life easier. And they did it without a thought. She never felt as if they expected anything in return for their kindness.
She knew her heart had softened toward both men. How could it not? For the first time in her life, she was being treated as if she had value, as if she was indeed special.
She was enjoying tromping through the forest with Garrik. For the first hour, he’d regaled her with stories of his family. Genny was beginning to feel as if she knew his mother, brothers and sister-in-law very well. Since then, they’d both fallen quiet, but it was a comfortable silence. Both of them were content to enjoy the afternoon.
Several times, she wanted to stop and harvest some particularly wonderful specimens of plants, but she forced herself to keep walking. She wasn’t supposed to be from here, so she shouldn’t be familiar with the plant life. Sighing, she tucked her hands in the pockets of her dress. Perhaps if he got caught up in hunting later she could quietly pluck a few and stuff them in her pocket. She’d have to be very careful though.
Garrik glanced down at her and she gave him a serene smile. It wouldn’t do for him to discover what she was thinking. “Are you getting tired, Genny?” There he went and did it again, making her heart swell. “I’m fine.” He hesitated, but then accepted her at her word. “Just let me know if you’d like to stop for a rest.”
She brushed a stray lock of hair out of her face as she nodded. There was barely a breeze this afternoon and the sun was getting hotter. It was a good thing that the trees provided them with a small amount of shade.
Tall and strong, Garrik moved slightly in front of her, shifting some branches out of her way so that she could easily pass. She studied him as they continued to move 57
silently though the forest. He truly was the most handsome man she’d ever seen. Garrik and Jarmon had been identical in looks before her brother Leon had maimed him. The right side of Jarmon’s face, still perfect, was a stark contrast to the scar on the left.
Garrik had slightly less muscle than his brother, although that didn’t mean much, because Jarmon was massive. Beside any other man, Garrik would look huge. She eyed his
Jarmon knew he’d pricked his brother’s temper, but he couldn’t quite hold back his grin. Garrik’s scowl deepened and Jarmon chuckled again. “I’m sure you do, my brother.” Holding up his hands in a sign of peace, he backed away.
56
Garrik’s frown disappeared as a slow, knowing smile covered his face. “I’ll pleasure her so much that hopefully she’ll forget all about leaving us.”
“You want her then? As a wife,” he qualified. “Even though we both know that she’s not telling us the truth?”
Garrik crossed his arms over his chest and nodded. “If she would have me, I would gladly be her husband. I would be happy if she chose either one of us. Truly, I think she is lying out of fear. I sense no malice in her at all.” Jarmon had felt the same thing, but he was relieved to have his brother confirm his own suspicions. “Then we are agreed. We will do whatever it takes to try to convince Genny to stay with us.”
Garrik stuck his hand out and the two brothers clasped forearms, sealing their pact.
They parted when they heard Genny coming back from her trip to the woods. “Good luck, brother, and be careful.” Jarmon turned and loped off toward the river, knowing the next time he saw Genny that Garrik would have claimed her just as he had.
Genny strode alongside Garrik, having no trouble keeping up with him. She knew that he’d shortened his normally long stride for her. Both brothers were like that though, always doing little things to make her life easier. And they did it without a thought. She never felt as if they expected anything in return for their kindness.
She knew her heart had softened toward both men. How could it not? For the first time in her life, she was being treated as if she had value, as if she was indeed special.
She was enjoying tromping through the forest with Garrik. For the first hour, he’d regaled her with stories of his family. Genny was beginning to feel as if she knew his mother, brothers and sister-in-law very well. Since then, they’d both fallen quiet, but it was a comfortable silence. Both of them were content to enjoy the afternoon.
Several times, she wanted to stop and harvest some particularly wonderful specimens of plants, but she forced herself to keep walking. She wasn’t supposed to be from here, so she shouldn’t be familiar with the plant life. Sighing, she tucked her hands in the pockets of her dress. Perhaps if he got caught up in hunting later she could quietly pluck a few and stuff them in her pocket. She’d have to be very careful though.
Garrik glanced down at her and she gave him a serene smile. It wouldn’t do for him to discover what she was thinking. “Are you getting tired, Genny?” There he went and did it again, making her heart swell. “I’m fine.” He hesitated, but then accepted her at her word. “Just let me know if you’d like to stop for a rest.”
She brushed a stray lock of hair out of her face as she nodded. There was barely a breeze this afternoon and the sun was getting hotter. It was a good thing that the trees provided them with a small amount of shade.
Tall and strong, Garrik moved slightly in front of her, shifting some branches out of her way so that she could easily pass. She studied him as they continued to move 57
silently though the forest. He truly was the most handsome man she’d ever seen. Garrik and Jarmon had been identical in looks before her brother Leon had maimed him. The right side of Jarmon’s face, still perfect, was a stark contrast to the scar on the left.
Garrik had slightly less muscle than his brother, although that didn’t mean much, because Jarmon was massive. Beside any other man, Garrik would look huge. She eyed his
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