good-sized walleye.”
Jarrod snorted. “When are you going to
face the facts that there are no walleye in this lake?”
“ When I’m old and gray and
still haven’t caught one. I seeded this lake with over three
thousand of the damned things three years ago. I know some of them had to
have survived.”
“ I think you’re
dreaming.”
“ Dreaming about
what?”
Jarrod turned at the sound of the
woman’s sweet voice and smiled. Right about then, the wind changed
and carried her scent to him and his hormones went into
overdrive.
Duncan stiffened and stopped digging
through the fishing gear and looked up, a predatory gleam in his
eyes. “Welcome back.”
“ Yes,” Jarrod said as he,
too, jumped to his feet and stood staring at the woman that he now
knew was his mate. With luck, she was Duncan’s mate as well. If the
gleam in his best friend’s eyes was any indication, she was his mate as well. “Welcome
back.” He pointed at his friend. “Duncan was just looking in the
tackle box to see if we had enough gear to make a couple of
makeshift rods. Fishing with one pole will take too long if we all
want to eat any time soon.”
He shot Duncan a look. “Does Adam still
have people plant vegetables at every cabin?”
“ As far as I know,” Duncan
answered absently as he continued to dig through the box full of
lures and line. “I think someone has planted corn, carrots,
potatoes and onions at every cabin this year. He usually has
someone plant vegetables that don’t need a lot of
tending.”
“ If you’re talking about the
garden that someone planted about a hundred feet to the west of the
cabin, it has all of those things, plus beets, tomatoes and green
beans.”
Jarrod looked up at the woman and
smiled. “Wonderful. There should be enough there to make a full
meal for all of us, if you’ll invite us for dinner.” He glanced at
Duncan. “That’s Duncan and I’m Jarrod, just so you’ll know who
you’re feeding.”
Jarrod inhaled deeply, taking in her
intoxicating scent. He knew what he would love to have for dinner
and desert—his mate, laid out on the table with her legs spread
wide so he could feast on her fragrant cunt.
“ Of course I would love to
have you for dinner.”
Jarrod admired her dimples when she
smiled. It made him wonder if she had some on her ass cheeks as
well. He would love to know and if he had anything to say about it,
he would. Very, very soon.
Chapter Five
Pearl swallowed thickly at the
expressions the two men wore. They looked like they were cats and
she was a dish of cream. Her nipples pebbled at the thought of them
loving her the way Gemma’s mates loved her.
Liquid heat pooled low. Her hand moved
to cover her lower abdomen, almost of its own volition, and she
wondered what it was like to have two men love her. She also
wondered what it would be like to live her life in the safety of
their arms.
Instead, she knew that she must take
what she could, when she could and be on her way to Scotland. She
could go tomorrow, or next month. The position was available to her
until the first of the year. She only hoped she’d have some good
memories to take with her when she left.
She wanted to take the memory of making
love to the two men she’d fallen in love with so many years ago
with her. She was here, they were here. There must be some reason
why providence brought them all together again.
Slick cream dampened the crotch of her
swimsuit and Pearl took a deep breath. “We should get busy if we
want something for dinner then. I’m hungry already.”
Heat burned her cheeks when both men
looked down at her chest. She knew her nipples were hard. They’d
been like little rocks since she first laid eyes on them wearing
their skimpy suits. Somehow, seeing them with the thongs was even
more arousing than seeing them totally exposed. Why that was, she
had no idea.
She loved the way Jarrod let his beard
grow just enough to look a little scruffy. She also loved