Weekend Surrender by Lori King Page A

second that Rogan would be a great dad, and would want a part in his child’s life, but how would his three brothers feel?
    “ I’m on birth control.  I’m sure we’re alright.  No more accidents though, m’kay?” She forced a smile to her lips as he sighed with relief.
    “ Thank God.  I promise, it won’t happen again, love.”
    Rachel knew he intended his words to sound comforting, but instead they burned in her chest .  Did he have to sound so relieved? Clearly she needed to keep the temporary status of this relationship front and center in her brain because Rogan was not interested in permanence.  The idea of her getting pregnant nearly sent him into an apoplectic fit.  No, it was for the best that she have her fun now and then pack her bags tomorrow and leave the Brooks brothers behind.
    “ Let’s head back to the house, your brothers are probably wondering what happened to us.” She gave him a fleeting kiss before she disengaged herself from his body and made her way onto the bank. 
    There was nothing to dry off on, so she forced her clothes on over her wet skin, grimacing as her jeans chaffed against the raw scrap e on her lower back.  As erotic as it was to be taken against a tree, she now felt the fantasy was grossly exaggerated.  She would likely have a bruise there for weeks.  A black and blue reminder of what was, and what could never be. 
    Rogan climbed out of the pond beside her and began to dress . When they were both put back together, he grabbed her hand and brought it to his lips.  “Thank you, love.  That was one of the most memorable moments of my life.”
    She giggled at his gallantry, “The look on your face when I jumped in the water was priceless.  Now, let’s go.  I didn’t realize we had been out here so long, but my stomach is growling.”
    Rogan studied her face for a moment, looking like he had something he wanted to say, but instead he tucked her hand in his large one and led her back up to the horses .  He silently helped her mount hers, leaving her with a soft pat on her round ass before gracefully mounting his own.  Rachel turned her horse to follow him, allowing herself one more quick look at the pond, hoping the memory of the moment would be burned into her brain forever.  It would be something to look back on and remember how wonderful it was to just let go of everything for a few minutes, and enjoy spending time with someone who wanted her around. 
    Shutting out all of her regretful mental meanderings , she followed Rogan back up the slope and in the general direction of the ranch house.  Knowing three other men awaited her attention there made her heart skip a beat, and her tongue go dry.  She couldn’t remember why she agreed to this in the first place, but she was sure as hell glad she did. 

Chapter Nine
     
     
    It didn’t take them long to reach the ranch house, and Rachel hurried to change into a pair of shorts instead of her damp blue jeans.  The last thing she needed was more chafed skin when she still had twenty-four hours of horny men ahead of her. 
    By the time she reentered the kitchen , Rogan had scrounged up sandwich fixings and was already digging into a plate of food.
    He glanced up at her with a guilty smile, “Umm… help yourself.”
    “ I see you wait like a hog at a trough,” she said with a giggle.
    “ Sorry, I was really hungry.  I promise I’ll be a perfectly polite gentleman later.”
    She leaned forward and licked a dab of mustard off the corner of his mouth before whispering, “I prefer you when you’re not being polite, and I avoid gentlemen.”
    Lust speared through her as she watched his eyes darken and his jaw clench, but before he could respond Hudson walked in the kitchen door .  He froze as he surveyed the scene and then let out a low wolf’s whistle.  “Damn, you two could melt an igloo with the heat coming off you.  What did I miss? Catch me up so I can play too.”
    Rachel let out a loud laugh, and