early.
Although he’d noticed a red Camaro, he had not paid much attention to it. But the fact remained he had seen the red Camaro a time or two. And that was not something they could overlook. Now, he and Dalton were waiting in the office for Denver to return.
“The license plate was a no-go,” Denver said as he quietly walked into the office and closed the door behind him. He noticed Dalton was sitting behind his huge desk where he normally handled the paperwork and Dillon was leaning against the front of the desk with his arms folded. They both sat silently waiting for him to continue.
“Anyway, I spoke with Connor—I mean Sheriff Stallings,” Denver huffed out. He had to constantly remind himself that although Connor was married to one of his cousins, he still needed to show him the respect he deserved. “He said he’d get the description out to his deputies and see what happens. He doesn’t want to scare the guy away, but he will definitely get a plate number. But, he did say that we should call his cell every time we see the car.”
“Good job, Denver,” Dalton said as he stood. He liked the sheriff, and he was damn good at his job. “There is a perk to having a sheriff who’s a former black ops agent.”
“Yeah, that’s great. I just wonder what the hell this guy wants.” Dillon added, causing both his brothers to stop and chew on that piece of information.
* * * *
The lunch with Denver and Dalton had gone all but silent by the time they left. Denver had offered to let her ride with him, but she went back with Dalton. It was the most uncomfortable ride she had ever been on. They did not speak to each other the entire time. He seemed even more tense and brooding. She could only stare out the window and watch the beautiful scenery—blue skies, tall green trees, and mountains. All of the wonderful reasons why she loved living in Colorado.
Summer realized the best thing for her to do in order to hold on to her sanity was to keep her distance from Dalton. She wouldn’t treat him as rudely as he treated her. But she would remain cautious. He confused her, tested her patience. She had done nothing to deserve the mood swings he sent her way. And yet he continued to defy all logic.
Summer smiled the moment she heard her sister’s voice floating down the hallway as she headed towards her room. Seeing her sister Spring was a welcoming thought. Spring lived only three minutes away, but Summer didn’t like intruding on the newlyweds. But she missed the female bonding.
“Hey, Summer!” Spring, in all of her best efforts, moved as quickly as possible to reach her sister. She was pregnant with twins and wasn’t as fast as she used to be.
Summer grinned as she closed the distance. Her sister damned near glowed. She was even more beautiful pregnant. Summer always thought that she and her sisters were the perfect combination of their parents. And every time she saw one of her sisters, it brought tears to her eyes. Their parents had died a few years ago, and it was hard to cope with it at times.
The love her sister Spring received from her doting husband shined like a bright beacon in her sister’s eyes. All four of the sisters shared the same hazel, star-shaped flecks that glowed around their pupils. The glow intensified depending on how they felt. “You look absolutely beautiful, Spring.” She hugged her sister tight. She missed the familiar face.
When Spring reciprocated, it calmed Summer’s own conflicting emotions. Stepping back from the embrace, Summer gave her sister the once over. She had on a short-sleeved, flowing, rose-colored dress that stopped at her knees. And damn if her A cups weren’t pushing towards the C cup status. “Where’s your shadow? I’m surprised Bo let you out of his sights.”
Spring laughed heartily as she plopped down on Summer’s massive bed. “He’s out on the patio with his cousins. The morons, I mean men, are arguing over what to put on the grill