The Cowboys and the English Teacher [Hot Off The Ranch] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Read Free

than a few conversations and some fun times together.
    Remembering Jack’s reaction when Wyler had told him he planned to ask her out made him grin. He’d taken a swing for him. Luckily for them both, he missed.
    ‘What in hell was that about?’ he asked Jack when he’d finally gotten him calmed down and back in his seat.
    ‘Stay away from her,’ Jack had warned.
    ‘Like hell I will.’
    Jack’s temper had dissipated quickly. ‘Look, this isn’t just a casual thing for me, okay? I really like her, Wyler. I want a chance to get to know her better.’
    ‘Then we’ve got a problem,’ Wyler had said, his gut tightening at the thought of the beautiful, uptight, sexy English teacher with his twin.
    Many hours, drinks, and harsh words later, they’d agreed on only one thing. That they would ask her straight out if she’d date them both. If she said no, then they promised each other that she’d be off limits from that point on.
    Her reaction hadn’t been the one they’d hoped for. Betsy laughed at first, thinking they were joking. Wyler remembered looking at Jack and seeing how he felt mirrored in his brother’s expression. Betsy had sobered quickly when she saw they were serious and she tried to leave the bar. Only Jack’s quick thinking had stopped her.
    ‘We’d better talk about this,’ he said. ‘I’m sure you’ve got some questions and I know you well enough to guess you will want answers sometime soon. Why not talk it out now?’
    She’d sat back down reluctantly. Jack had been right. Betsy wanted to know everything—had they ever done it before, why her, did they know how old she was? They’d taken turns answering her every question, hoping that the knowledge that she wouldn’t be the first woman they’d shared didn’t put her off. Of course, it had. Or at least that’s what she said. Wyler couldn’t shake the feeling that Betsy simply couldn’t believe they really wanted her.
    ‘What are you thinking about?’ Jack asked, jolting Wyler out of his reminiscing. The colleague had wandered off again, leaving them free to continue talking.
    ‘I’ll give you three guesses.’ Wyler laughed at himself.
    ‘I got it.’ Jack smiled and ticked them off on his fingers. ‘Short, English, and fascinating.’
    ‘Amen to that, brother.’
     
     
     
     

Chapter 2
     
    ‘What did she say?’ Wyler turned to her for yet another translation. He didn’t speak much Spanish and couldn’t keep up with the flow of conversation around him. Jack, the one actually trying to have the conversation with the lady beside him, turned toward her too and waited for her answer.
    Betsy laughed. ‘Are you sure you really want to know?’ The very large woman had been pretty outrageous, promising the Texan all kinds of sexual delights if he would just come home with her.
    ‘Okay, maybe not,’ Jack said. His pretense of fear made Betsy laugh. He looked just as at home in the corner of Perdita’s yard as he did anywhere. They both did. The ease with which they travelled through the world made her jealous. They were always so damned happy.
    She had to admit, coming to the party had been a good idea. Her nervousness about spending time alone with them had almost won out over her desire to attend. The thought of disappointing Perdita had forced her out of the house. By the time Jack and Wyler called to pick her up, she had fixed her hair and put on a pretty lilac shift dress that felt cool and comfortable. Sure that Wyler’s low whistle when he saw her was given out of kindness she still tingled down to her toes.
    The journey had been easy and passed quickly as Jack filled the initially awkward silence with music from the stereo in the truck, which he almost drowned out with his appalling singing voice. He’d done no more than put on a clean t-shirt and jeans, and run a brush through his thick, wavy hair, yet he looked amazing. But then again, he always looked amazing to Betsy. Wyler had donned a shirt with his jeans