still managing to make her inn prosper, cultivating and maintaining the highest rating her B and B could earn. Even her accident could have been a lot worse had it not been for her iron will. The last word Miles would use to describe his mother was âfragile.â
âIs there something youâre not telling us about her health?â Miles demanded.
Kate waved a hand as she tugged Emily away from the desk. His niece quietly had taken every paper clip from the drawer and formed a long necklace, which she promptly draped around her neck. âNot her physical health, per se,â his sister said. âMore like herââshe covered her daughterâs earsââsexual health.â
Miles felt as if his head had finally exploded. Gavin was plugging his own ears up with his fingers. âLa, la, la,â his brother chanted. âTMI, Kate.
T.M.I!
â
âOh, boys, donât be such prudes. Our mother is engaged to a hot younger man who has needs. Get over it. A broken hip is an obstacle they need to work around. But, hey, where thereâs a will, thereâs a way.â
Gavin was banging his forehead on the desk now while Miles tried unsuccessfully to rid his mind of the image of his mother and the sheriff practicing moves from the Kama Sutra. âGo to dinner, Kate,â he breathed, trying to calm his queasy stomach. âYouâve just ruined ours.â
With a gay laugh, his sister waltzed out the door, Emily skipping beside her.
âWe should have let her run away when she was nine,â Gavin mumbled, his forehead still resting on the desk.
âHey, I packed a bag for her,â Miles replied. âIt was Dad who went after her and coaxed her to come back. I was mad at him for at least a month.â
Gavin stood up and dragged his fingers through his hair. âWell, if the sheriff breaks her heart, heâd better sleep with his gun tucked under his pillow. Thatâs all Iâve got to say.â
âIf the sheriff breaks whose heart?â
A dopey grin overtook his brotherâs face at the sight of his girlfriend, Ginger Walsh, standing in the doorway. Petite and blond with unusual green eyes, she was wearing an intimate smile of her own. Gavin reached out and pulled her against his chest, capturing her lips in a scorching kiss.
âHello, you two! Midas and I are getting grossed out here,â Miles said after a few moments passed. âIâd tell you to get a room, but you have one just up those steps,â he added. âHow about you run along and take advantage of that, hmm?â
Ginger managed to break the kiss and put a sliver of distance between their bodies. âAre you picking on the sheriff again, Miles?â she asked.
Miles had never made a secret of the fact that he didnât particularly approve of his motherâs relationship with a man whoâd moved to town less than three years ago and was five years her junior to boot. But he had been in the minority within his familyânot to mention the entire population of Chances Inlet. Not only that, but his mother had made it abundantlyclear that she wasnât much interested in her oldest sonâs opinion of her love life. Still it was good to know Gavin would likely hold the guy down while Miles beat the crap out of him if Lamar Hollister broke their motherâs heart.
Miles held up his hands. âNot me this time.â He pointed to his brother.
Ginger looked at Gavin expectantly.
Gavinâs sigh was resolute. âMy mom is worried that Lamar will lose interest in her while sheâs recuperating.â
Miles snickered at his brotherâs sugar-coated version of the truth.
âOh, thatâs just silly, Gavin,â Ginger said. âHave you seen the way the guy looks at her?â
Both brothers exchanged a pained look. They
had
seen the way the sheriff looked at their mother. Like she was lunch.
Damn.
The queasy feeling returned to