he’d never seen her so happy. The next picture was one with his brothers. Gary, Scott, and Roy stared at her with hunger in their eyes. They’d wanted her from the moment she’d stepped onto their ranch all grown up and asking for a job. Up until that time she had been too young. Her stubborn spirit and caring ways had won them over within days. Cassidy Jocks was the woman for them.
The last photo was the one with him. She had her arms wrapped around his neck, and she was kissing his cheek. This was taken last year during summer break. He’d driven them down to the beach and gone partying that lasted into the early hours of the following morning. She knew how to dance, and he’d loved every second of her being in his arms.
Pushing everything back into the box, he placed it back under his bed. He lay back and stared at the picture. There was nothing in this world that he wouldn’t give to be with Cassidy. The night he and his brothers had sat down and admitted their feelings for her had been the best moment of his life.
“I love you, Cassidy Jocks. I always have, and I always will.” He stared at the picture until he drifted off into sleep.
* * * *
Scott saw Michael out with Gary and Roy. The older man left in his truck, not the marked sheriff truck but a plain black one.
“Where’s Jesse?” he asked his brothers when the door closed.
“He’s gone to bed. I think he’s dealing with everything that’s happening. You know it’s his way of handling stuff,” Roy said.
Scott nodded and moved to the sitting room. He turned on the television and flicked through the channels.
“I’m going to bed. Michael will be over tomorrow. Seeing as it’s Sunday and we’ve let the ranch hands off for the day I think it means we’ll have plenty of time to discuss Cassidy,” Gary said.
“Sounds like a plan. I only hope you haven’t fucked us over with Cassidy. You know? With your overbearing attitude.” Scott turned over the adult channel as he didn’t want to see the crap with women faking it.
“I know I fucked up, Scott. I’m hoping I haven’t caused too much trouble.”
Whatever.
Scott grunted. He was so angry with his brother he wanted to spit. For years he’d been forced to toe the line and listen to what he had to say. Look where that had gotten him. The woman he cared about turned to another man for comfort, and now he had to share her with Michael. He would do it as he loved her, but he didn’t want to.
Roy settled on the seat across from him, and he glanced behind him to see Gary moving toward the stairs.
“If he hadn’t been an asshole, she wouldn’t have gone to Michael in the first place,” he said to Roy.
“You’ve got to get over your issues with Gary. He cares about you, and he was doing what he thought was best for Cassidy.”
He hated how his brothers defended Gary. “You really think shouting at her and treating her like a child was doing the right thing?” he asked.
Roy stared past his shoulder, and Scott turned to see Gary was stood there staring at him. “I said I was sorry, Scott. What more do you want from me? I saw her in a skimpy bikini, and the guys were staring at her, and I didn’t think. I only reacted, and I fucked up. I know this.”
Scott stood up and faced his older brother. He didn’t know what was going on inside him. The anger he felt toward his sibling had been growing for years. He was constantly looked over because of Gary, and he was getting sick of it. Women would only date him to get to the oldest Walker brother. Teachers always saw him as Gary’s younger brother. There was nothing in his life where he wasn’t compared to Gary. He was thirty-two years old, and the animosity he felt was still consuming him.
“You notice though how when you fuck up it’s everyone else’s fault but your own? Because of you, we’ve got to share her with Michael. If only you’d gotten your shit together, we could have her by now.”
Gary moved closer,