The Cowboys and the English Teacher [Hot Off The Ranch] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Luxie Ryder Page B

‘I thought you brought her here to say goodbye. To tell me you didn’t want me anymore.’
    Wyler stiffened and Jack swore. It wasn’t the reaction she’d expected.
    ‘Damn it all to hell, Betsy. How many times do we have to tell you we love you before you believe us?’
    ‘Jack, don’t be mad. I…I guess it’s just that you never talked about what would happen when we finished up here. I assumed you simply wanted to go back to your lives and leave me to go back to mine.’
    Wyler turned her face toward his. ‘It looks like we have no choice, but it’s not what we want. Not one bit. If me and Jack could come to England with you, we would. But our dad…you know, he’s getting on, and we can’t leave him to manage without us any longer.’
    Jack appeared to recover from his flash of temper, giving her a smile as he spoke again. ‘It’s just a shame you can’t come back to Texas with us.’
    ‘Because of your family?’ She wanted to be sure.
    ‘No. What we do is our own business. We have our own place on the other side of the valley. Good fences make good neighbors, you know, even with family.’ A frown chased away his smile. ‘No, I meant because of your job.’
    Betsy laughed with glee, surprising the pair of them. ‘Fuck my job.’
    Jack guffawed as his brother gasped in fake shock. ‘Excuse me?’ Wyler tried to look stern but failed miserably.
    ‘You heard.’ She wasn’t brave enough to say it again with the pair of them looking at her so intensely.
    ‘You can’t just give up your career,’ Jack warned.
    Betsy scrambled from Wyler’s lap, warming to her topic. ‘That’s just it. It’s a career. It doesn’t depend on staying in one place. Giving up a job isn’t like giving up a whole lifestyle in the way you guys would have to.’
    ‘I don’t know,’ Wyler mumbled, wincing as he said the words. ‘I’m sure I’m speaking for both of us when I say you are giving up a hell of a lot for something that none of us know for sure will last.’
    ‘Don’t you want me to come with you?’ She bit her lip, determined not to guilt them into saying what she wanted to hear.
    ‘Of course we do. Wyler just wanted to make sure you had really thought about this. I mean, what will you do if this doesn’t work out?’
    ‘Go back home, rent another pokey flat, and get another boring teaching job.’ Betsy laughed, unable to suppress the excitement she could see that Wyler and Jack were catching, too.
    ‘That simple, huh?’
    She nodded. ‘There’s a teacher shortage in the UK. Finding another job won’t be a problem. And if I have to, I can move back in with my mother. I’d hate you both forever if that happened.’ She smiled to show them she didn’t mean it.
    ‘You’ll have to help me find a job and a place to stay,’ she hinted, pouting a little.
    Jack sat back, a look of defiance crossing his face. ‘The job part is up to you, although you don’t need to work. But you’ll be staying with us, in our house. With the hours we work, it’s the only way we’ll get to spend any time with you.’
    ‘That’s not up for negotiation,’ Wyler added, stopping her from saying what she was about to.
    ‘Okay.’ She didn’t voice the thought that she had nowhere else she’d rather be. The guys wanted to be in control, and she let them. Maybe they felt they had to make up for their earlier indecision? Whatever the reason, she loved their newly found resolve.
    Betsy let her gaze wander over the Farmer twins, turning from one to the other as her greedy mind weighed her blessings. The clothes that covered their bodies couldn’t hide the raw masculinity simmering beneath. Color flooded her cheeks, and she licked her lips as Wyler’s thick fingers caught her attention. Hours earlier, they’d been buried deep inside her as his brother licked her clit. Her eyes flew up when she heard one of them suck in a ragged breath.
    ‘Okay, well I’m not hungry anymore.’ Jack laughed and looked to his