something they worked at.
They all cared for Kelly, in different degrees. She was Rowdy’s life. But the others, hell, they loved her too, and they always would.
Loving Kelly himself didn’t change that. He’d kill any other man who dared touch her, but he hoped, prayed he wasn’t wrong about Kelly and the fact that her needs would mirror his own.
The need was an enigma, even to the three men. Maybe they were too close, left on their own too much as teenagers, who the hell knew. They didn’t question it, they didn’t fight it. If Kelly didn’t want it, then it was a no-go, but he had a feeling about Kelly. She was a little sex kitten waiting to purr, and they were ready to stroke her.
So why was he suddenly tensing at the thought of Dawg and Natches inspiring that pleasure, that need within her?
He nodded slowly. She was his; there was no contest there. He would fight any man for her, even a friend. But here, there was no need to fight.
Dawg and Natches didn’t own her heart, Rowdy did. And the pleasure he knew the three of them could bring her, outweighed the subtle warning shifting through his chest.
“Will she agree?” Dawg asked the hardest question to answer.
“Before the attack, I would have said yes.” Rowdy sighed roughly.
“Now, who knows?” He shook his head before wiping his hand over his face in a gesture of frustration. “We’ll see. It will have to be her decision.”
They nodded in reply.
“We get her over the attack first, take care of the attacker, then see where we go from there,” Rowdy said. “She’s not ignorant of the rumors,
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she suspects what’s coming. But…” He swallowed tightly. “She’s going to be scared now. And for that alone, I’ll kill the bastard.”
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Mackay’s Marina was one of the smaller marinas, specializing in rentals and mechanical servicing. Some berths were leased out, and the attached restaurant and convenience store added to the overall “one stop” friendly atmosphere of the landing.
Mackay’s Marina had begun with Rowdy’s grandfather, Joseph Mackay, and then under Ray Mackay’s guidance had turned into a thriving, year-long enterprise. One he wanted to turn over to Rowdy as soon as his son was willing.
The bait shop and sporting goods section of the main buildings were separated from the store and restaurant by the main office. Kelly’s mother had put in the convenience store and additional gas pumps after their marriage on the condition that part of the enterprise go to Kelly once they retired. It was an agreement Ray and Rowdy had accepted easily.
Kelly was ringing up the variety of goods that old man Tanner and his son Ricky had picked up, when she saw Rowdy and Dawg walk into the main room. Natches had just left a few minutes ago after spending nearly an hour flirting and straightening the shelves at the side of the room.
She would have been a fool not to notice that the careful restraint in his demeanor toward her had changed. He watched her now with a subtle interest, a promise unique to the Mackay boys. She knew their moves, and knew the instant he walked in the room that he was no longer simply watching over her as he and Dawg had done in the past year. The additional element of desire was no longer hidden from her.
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There was no pressure, no touching, nothing that could send her pulse jumping with fear. But the invitation to be bad glittered in his eyes.
It was an invitation she had believed she’d been waiting for. Until now.
Now, it sent her nerves on overload, and had her questioning the fantasies that haunted her for years. Had the attack really affected her to this point, she wondered? To the point that what she believed she wanted now seemed cold, almost dirty?
“Kelly girl, you need to put these fishing rods on sale.” Ken Tanner’s scowl was fierce, his brown eyes eagle-bright. Wisps of gray hair stood on end over his head, and his lined face was normally fierce,
They all cared for Kelly, in different degrees. She was Rowdy’s life. But the others, hell, they loved her too, and they always would.
Loving Kelly himself didn’t change that. He’d kill any other man who dared touch her, but he hoped, prayed he wasn’t wrong about Kelly and the fact that her needs would mirror his own.
The need was an enigma, even to the three men. Maybe they were too close, left on their own too much as teenagers, who the hell knew. They didn’t question it, they didn’t fight it. If Kelly didn’t want it, then it was a no-go, but he had a feeling about Kelly. She was a little sex kitten waiting to purr, and they were ready to stroke her.
So why was he suddenly tensing at the thought of Dawg and Natches inspiring that pleasure, that need within her?
He nodded slowly. She was his; there was no contest there. He would fight any man for her, even a friend. But here, there was no need to fight.
Dawg and Natches didn’t own her heart, Rowdy did. And the pleasure he knew the three of them could bring her, outweighed the subtle warning shifting through his chest.
“Will she agree?” Dawg asked the hardest question to answer.
“Before the attack, I would have said yes.” Rowdy sighed roughly.
“Now, who knows?” He shook his head before wiping his hand over his face in a gesture of frustration. “We’ll see. It will have to be her decision.”
They nodded in reply.
“We get her over the attack first, take care of the attacker, then see where we go from there,” Rowdy said. “She’s not ignorant of the rumors,
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she suspects what’s coming. But…” He swallowed tightly. “She’s going to be scared now. And for that alone, I’ll kill the bastard.”
ad
Mackay’s Marina was one of the smaller marinas, specializing in rentals and mechanical servicing. Some berths were leased out, and the attached restaurant and convenience store added to the overall “one stop” friendly atmosphere of the landing.
Mackay’s Marina had begun with Rowdy’s grandfather, Joseph Mackay, and then under Ray Mackay’s guidance had turned into a thriving, year-long enterprise. One he wanted to turn over to Rowdy as soon as his son was willing.
The bait shop and sporting goods section of the main buildings were separated from the store and restaurant by the main office. Kelly’s mother had put in the convenience store and additional gas pumps after their marriage on the condition that part of the enterprise go to Kelly once they retired. It was an agreement Ray and Rowdy had accepted easily.
Kelly was ringing up the variety of goods that old man Tanner and his son Ricky had picked up, when she saw Rowdy and Dawg walk into the main room. Natches had just left a few minutes ago after spending nearly an hour flirting and straightening the shelves at the side of the room.
She would have been a fool not to notice that the careful restraint in his demeanor toward her had changed. He watched her now with a subtle interest, a promise unique to the Mackay boys. She knew their moves, and knew the instant he walked in the room that he was no longer simply watching over her as he and Dawg had done in the past year. The additional element of desire was no longer hidden from her.
-55-
Lora Leigh
There was no pressure, no touching, nothing that could send her pulse jumping with fear. But the invitation to be bad glittered in his eyes.
It was an invitation she had believed she’d been waiting for. Until now.
Now, it sent her nerves on overload, and had her questioning the fantasies that haunted her for years. Had the attack really affected her to this point, she wondered? To the point that what she believed she wanted now seemed cold, almost dirty?
“Kelly girl, you need to put these fishing rods on sale.” Ken Tanner’s scowl was fierce, his brown eyes eagle-bright. Wisps of gray hair stood on end over his head, and his lined face was normally fierce,
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