Texas Destiny

war, she had always feared the dark, and it seemed as though it had swallowed them both as he lowered his mouth to hers.

Leaning against him, she twined her arms around his neck, wanting him closer, relishing his warmth as it seeped into her.

He groaned deeply, and she felt the rumble of his chest against her breasts. He plowed his hand into her hair as his mouth plundered hers, his tongue probing, seeking, causing her toes to curl.

He slipped an arm

lucky she hadn’t lost her life. “You little fool,” he rasped in a voice rift with emotion. “You brave little fool.”

His mouth swooped down to cover hers. Her cold, quivering lips parted slightly, and he thrust his tongue through the welcome opening like a man desperately searching for treasure.

Three bullets. He was going to shoot three bullets into his brother.

wo bullets. He was going to fire two bullets into his brother.

The thought of breaking Dallas’s leg no longer held enough satisfaction.
Houston decided he’d shoot his brother when he got back to the ranch.

Austin stared at him. “What language you want me to use? Spanish?”

Only the guns bulging beneath their jackets indicated otherwise. So

“And if they don’t want to be alone?”