Billionaire Husband Test (Billionaire Online Dating Service) by Elle James Page B

can’t make a future for yourself until you loosen your hold on the past. Marcus is dead. He’d have wanted you to move on. To find love again and have a family.”
    “I have all the family I need.” She wrapped her arms around Ace’s waist and buried her face in his shirt. “Why do I need more?” she muttered against his shirt.
    “Because you deserve to love again.” Ace patted her hair and held her close.
    “Hey, what’s all this hugging? Can a brother get in on some of that?” Brand entered the room, carrying his boots, his hair standing on end. He dropped the boots and opened his arms, wrapping them around Emma’s back, sandwiching her between himself and Ace. “Never too early for a group hug, in my book.”
    “Can you lighten up?” Emma laughed. “I can’t breathe.”
    Colton entered, fully dressed, clean-shaven and headed straight for the stove, bypassing Ace, Emma and Brand. “Watcha burnin’?”
    “My bacon.” Ace broke the hold and lunged for the pan. “If you want some, cook it yourself.”
    “Why, when you made enough for me?” Colton snitched a piece from the pan and popped it into his mouth, staring at Emma as he chewed. “Are we talking about Cooper?”
    “No.” Emma pulled the bacon package out of the fridge and slapped it on the counter. “We’re low on sweet feed for the horses. Colton, why don’t you head to the feed store after breakfast?”
    “I’ll go.” Dillon entered the room, buttoning his chambray shirt.
    “No, I’ll do it.” Colton pulled the carton of eggs out of the refrigerator. “You’d get too busy flirting with Bekka and forget to bring home the feed.”
    Dillon’s face reddened. “Would not.”
    “Would not what?” Colton grinned. “Forget or flirt?”
    Dillon glared. “Either.”
    Emma shook her head. Dillon had it bad for Bekka Jones, the daughter of the feed store owner. “Why don’t you ask her out?”
    “She’s got a boyfriend.”
    “Since when has that ever stopped you?” Brand shoved the loaf of bread into Dillon’s hands. “Here, make yourself useful while I set the table.”
    Dillon grabbed a handful of bread from the bag and popped it into the toaster. “Emma’s stalling. From what I could tell, you were talking about Cooper, not Bekka. Stick to the topic.”
    “We’re not talking about Cooper,” Emma insisted, her cheeks warming. “Do you want breakfast, or not?”
    “Has he called yet?” Dillon asked.
    Emma flipped her hair over her shoulder, her hand trembling just a bit. “Who?”
    “You know who.” Brand shook his head. “Cooper.”
    “No.” With her back to the room, Emma refused to face the brother inquisition. “Why should he?”
    “He said he was gonna ask our baby sister out on a proper date.” Brand grinned. “Guess hauling hay, skinny dippin’ and a football game isn’t proper in his books.”
    Emma’s fingers slipped on the greasy bacon and she dropped a piece on the counter. She had to remind herself, Cooper asking her on a date was all part of the plan. Stretching the bacon across the bottom of the pan, she sucked in a calming breath and let it out.
    “Sounds like a good date to me.” Colton cracked eggs into a second skillet. “Especially the skinny dippin’ part.”
    “It would.” Dillon punched his brother’s shoulder. “Might explain why you don’t have a girlfriend.”
    “I could have a girlfriend, if I wanted,” Colton grumbled. “Just haven’t met the right one.”
    “You know, instead of trying to marry me off to any ol’ Tom, Dick or Harry, why aren’t you boys settling down?” Emma plunked the pan of bacon on the burner and turned up the fire beneath it. She faced her brothers. “Why aren’t you all married and making babies?”
    Brand’s brows rose. “Now, now. Don’t change the subject. We were talking about you.”
    “Yeah, and I’m tired of that subject.” She poked a finger into Brand’s chest. “Why aren’t you dating?”
    “Yeah.” Ace crossed his