Now they’re looking at me with an openness that’s tough to read. The kindness in their eyes spreads warmth through my chest. Is this acceptance? Or maybe belonging? Fuck, it feels nice. I place a palm over the soothing sensation.
But then my heart gallops faster as I admit, “Just wanna do right by her.”
Dennis claps me on the shoulder. “That much is obvious. You’re keeping her safe and provided a little slice of paradise. What else could she ask for?”
I blow out a harsh breath. “Freedom.”
Brody grimaces. “She’d get herself into trouble with too much of that.”
The accusation widens my stance. “How do you know?”
“I’m her brother,” he states plainly.
“And you still treat her like a wild child.”
He bristles. “Is that what she told you?”
I shrug. “It’s what I’ve observed. Bianca isn’t overly reckless or irresponsible beyond reason. If she ever decides to be, I’ll be there to protect her.”
“You’ll follow her wherever she wants to go,” Dennis says.
“Whether she likes it or not,” I say.
Brody crosses his arms. “As if that’s any better than fencing her in.”
“There’s a difference.”
“Which I’m sure you’ve explained to her.”
My jaw flexes. “We’ve reached an understanding.”
“Okay, boys,” Dennis barks. “Enough of this pissin’ match. We all want what’s best for Bianca. That’s why we’re here.”
The fight drains out of me instantly. My focus shifts to where the women are leading the horses to the barn. All three are saddled, which leads me to assume Luna and Bandit will soon be too.
“What’s with the cargo?” I lift my chin at the scene.
“Bianca mentioned how much fun you had on a trail ride. It’s something we used to do a lot together as a family. Thought we’d join you for the day.” Dennis glances toward the pastures that spread far and wide.
That comforting buzz fills me again. “Appreciate you making the drive.”
He chuckles. “Don’t thank me. It was overdue. I haven’t spent much time away from home since Brody sent me on the road with Jimmy and that was a month ago.”
The guilty party doesn’t appear to be apologetic in the least. “Not a single regret.”
“What about cutting off your sister from her best friend?”
Brody glares at me. “Got something to say?”
“Nah, I’ve made my peace with it.”
“Fuck, she’s turning you against me.” He shakes his head.
I lean back against the house. “Gonna fire me if I choose her over you?”
“Hell no,” he spits. “You’re like a brother to me. If you get Bianca to marry your sorry ass, that’ll make it real. Not about to stand in your way, Colt.”
Dennis hoots. “That’s the spirit.”
