sure do know how to kiss,” she breathed.
Heath barked out a laugh just as he heard his sister calling out.
“That’s right, Duke, I think they’re in the back.” Clara’s voice carried in just as Duke pushed open the door.
“There you are,” he grunted at his sister.
Laney spun on the chair to glare at him. Yep , Heath thought, seen that particular little sister look before.
“Well, if it isn’t Captain Obvious.” Laney sneered at her brother.
“Well, if it isn’t my little sister who’s going to get her ass whooped in front of Marsterson!” Duke retorted.
Heath rolled his eyes. Yep, nothing like a little sister to revert you back to an eight-year-old boy, no matter how grown you thought you were.
“Try it, butthead, and see what happens,” Laney snarled as she rose from her chair and stalked towards Duke.
“Laney-girl.” Heath’s quiet voice stopped her in her tracks. Looking back at him over her shoulder, she waited. “Go find my sister and tell her that I will be leaving soon.”
Laney raised an eyebrow at him. “You lost the use of your legs?” she asked.
Heath choked on a laugh as Duke pulled her hair.
“Watch your mouth, little girl,” her brother warned.
“Shove it, Duke,” Laney said as she stormed past him out of the door, heading back towards the front of the salon.
“You know there are some things a brother never really wants to know about his sister,” Duke said into the silence that followed Laney’s departure.
“Like?” Heath asked, not at all sure he was going to like where this was going.
“Like why my sister left here with lips swollen like she had been well-kissed,” Duke stated matter-of-factly. “Especially when the only man in the room is a man I call friend.”
Heath stood straighter and looked at Duke directly. “Your sister is an adult, Duke, and you have to know that I would rather lose a limb than cause her any harm.”
Duke laughed.
“Boy, if you even give her the hiccups I will have a wolf-skin rug in front of my fire before the night is out.”
Heath bristled at the tone, but he couldn’t fault the man. He would do the same for Clara; in fact, he would probably already have the guy laid out bleeding.
“You’re not warning me off?” Heath asked, confused.
Duke shook his head. “Nah, I know Laney better than most. If she wants something, she’ll go after it. Mary keeps telling John it ain’t healthy for a woman her age to be alone. Personally, I would like nothing better than for my little sister to stay sweet and untouched for the rest my life, but I’m man enough to realise that is probably never going to happen. So if she has to stick with someone it might as well be a man I know I can find if I have to.”
Heath waited, sensing he wasn’t finished yet.
“But just so we’re clear, you had better pray she never loses interest in you because if she does, I’ll be there waiting.” Duke turned and walked out.
Heath watched the man leave and felt his body start to relax slowly. Rolling his shoulders to loosen them he headed out of the room. How could one little bit of a woman be so much trouble?
* * * *
“So, big brother, are you going to tell me about you and Laney St. Clair?” Clara asked a few minutes later as Heath drove them both away from the salon.
“No,” Heath told her plainly as he negotiated his way out of town, back towards the pack house.
“No? Hmm, you realise that the pack may not like a full human Alpha, don’t you?” Clara asked as she sat back and raised her feet onto the dashboard. Heath rolled his eyes at the matching nail polish on her toes.
“Who said anything about Laney being my mate?” Heath asked gruffly. “I’m not stupid, Clara. I know she could never be strong enough to handle things the way they need to be, and now with Christophe causing trouble again she would never be able to deal with the responsibility.”
Clara snorted out a laugh, causing him to glance at her in case she was