Alexander, Kortny - Surrendering to Summer [Whispering Mountain 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Read Free Page B

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    “You’re bad, Spring,” Summer teased as she moved around her room, still getting herself dressed. She was going for casual. There was no point in intentionally trying to look sexy. She needed some comfortable clothes. She slid on a pair of khaki shorts that stopped midthigh and an orange long-sleeved T-shirt. No shoes were necessary. She wanted to feel the grass in her toes when she went outside.
    “I can’t believe how long your hair has gotten, Spring. I didn’t think it could grow any longer.”
    Spring stroked her hair unconsciously as she spoke. “I decided it was best to let my natural hair color grow back, but I also decided not to cut it anymore. It’s become a pain in the butt, but Bo loves it. He actually helps wash it. Enough about me.” Spring propped herself up near the headboard. “This is your official first night here with the three hunks. How has it been so far?”
    Crap . Summer knew that trying to avoid talking about the brothers was not going to work. All Spring would have to do is pull the pregnant card and throw guilt her way. She loved all three of her sisters, but they were a pain most of the time. All three were spoiled and usually got their way. Being the oldest sister, she’d had a hand in spoiling them. So it was partially her fault. Summer grinned as she sat beside her sister on the bed.
    Spring picked up one of the two pictures on Summer’s nightstand. “Nice bedroom by the way. You’d think the men would have given you one of the smaller rooms in the house. This bed could sleep at least six to eight people easily.”
    Summer grinned as she looked at the picture her sister was holding. It was a picture of all four of them together smiling. Summer really loved all three of her sisters. “Trust me, sis, I put up a fight about it. My room sits in the center at the end of the hall. There was one other empty bedroom that was smaller but they all declined and said I needed the space.” Summer had thought it odd that they had placed her in this room, but she had stopped complaining.
    She loved it. It just seemed a little big for her. “Oh, did you know that Dillon made the bed and matching nightstands?” She could not help but to brag about that.
    Spring nodded with approval before caressing her protruding belly. A soft sigh escaped her lips. She placed the picture frame down and picked up the other. It was a picture of Dalton, Dillon, and Denver.
    “He said he did it in his downtime. Where the hell do they get downtime on a horse farm?”
    “I don’t know. But I’m glad that Bo has slowed down his traveling side of the business. His brothers are pulling more weight in the bull breeding and training business. I love having him home. He tries his best not to smother me. But once I got to the point where I couldn’t tie my own shoes, having him around wasn’t such a bad idea after all.”
    Summer couldn’t help but feel a little jealous of her sister. She was married to a wonderful, bull-headed man who loved her like she deserved to be loved. His family as well as his extended family were wonderful and welcoming. Now, her younger sister sat on her bed, five months pregnant and joyous as hell. Summer could only wonder how long it would be before she got to experience that level of happiness.
    She took the picture frame from her sister, took one last lingering glance and placed it back on her nightstand. “Well, I can tell you that I do not have any complaints when it comes to my living arrangements. I went and looked at my house, and the contractor is on schedule. He said he just may finish before the seventh day arrives.”
    Summer cut herself off when she heard the loud chatter coming from the men. They were coming back inside of the house. “I think we need to get to the kitchen. The men are back.” Summer helped her sister up and off of the bed.
    “Where did the beautiful flowers come from?” Spring asked as they walked out of her room.
    “Dillon.” One word