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you.”
    Pulling her gaze from the man who unknowingly changed her world, she observed the shortest Matthews brother who’d mumbled the comment under his breath. Not that he was vertically challenged. He still topped her five foot six frame; he was simply shorter than the others.
    “For that you can get your own supper.” Darcy placed one dish back in the cupboard and laughed when he groaned.
    Sam chuckled. “That’ll teach you to keep your trap shut.”
    Jordan found it difficult to concentrate on the banter when her stomach churned with uneasiness. From the way the men stood, Trent failed to notice her. What would he say when he turned around?
    Butterflies the size of birds swooped down in the pit of her belly.
    “How’s Sierra?” Her friend placed the plates on the table. “That’s the mare in labor,” she informed Jordan.
    “Momma and colt are doing great.”
    “She had a boy? That’s wonderful. I know y’all hoped for a stallion.” The brunette wrapped her arms around Nick; her face beamed with excitement as she placed a lingering kiss on his lips, earning wolfish whistles from the others.
    “Grow up,” the eldest reprimanded without releasing his bride-to-be.
    “A leg was hung up, but once we adjusted him, she gave birth like a champ.” The unknown brother told her as he crossed to the table, plate in hand.
    The men advanced, and Jordan bit her lip. The anticipation over the next few minutes circled in her chest. Feeling as though she was free falling off a large cliff, she grabbed the edge of the table.
    “Chris, I don’t think you met my best friend, Jordan,” Darcy introduced, extracting herself from her fiancé’s arms. “Chris is the odd ball and lives here in the main house.”
    “Why move into one of those small cabins when I have this whole place to myself. Unless of course Mom and Dad are in town or we have guests, but hey, even then, I have the whole right wing.” He reached out to shake her hand. “Nice to meet you. She talks about you constantly.”
    “That’s reassuring.” Jordan pried her fingers from the wood and gave his hand a squeeze.
    “And don’t believe everything you hear about me. It’s only half-true.” He winked, holding her hand a second longer than the other two brothers had.
    Letting go, she nodded in acknowledgement and peeked over at the remaining cowboy.
    Here it comes…the moment of truth .
    Please don’t let me embarrass myself by passing out. Because right now, that was exactly how she felt.
    “And I believe you ran into Trent yesterday morning,” Darcy continued.
    He stood by the island where pots and pans hung from the ceiling, his smile falling to a frown as his eyes narrowed. “Jordan?”
    Without a word, he stepped forward and his palm connected with hers, swallowing her fingers in a warm, tight grip. An electrical shock tingled up her arm.
    Skeptical brows narrowed. “Jordan?” he repeated.
    “Hello.” She met his confused gaze. Keeping her feelings under control deemed no easy feat. Years ago, she’d given herself to this man and lived through hell because of the misguided actions. Now, it was all she could do to remain in her seat.
    A throat cleared.
    “You gonna eat or stand there all night gawking at the company?” Sam winked in her direction and brushed past Trent.
    Jordan withdrew her hand in haste, grabbed her wine, and without thinking, took a long sip. The liquid traveled down her throat to her belly, landing in a pool of acid.
    The cowboy straightened. “Just waitin’ on y’all to get out of my way.” He yanked out the empty chair and straddled the seat beside her.
    She glanced around at the others, wondering if anyone would notice if she made a bee-line for the door. Catching Darcy’s eyebrows raised in question, she sighed and resigned herself for a long evening. Of course, her friend would care and be suspicious as to why she hurried out of there, which ended her internal debate. She tried mentally to remove herself