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things that she’d read about vampires, but then again, who really knew anything about them?
    â€œWhat else did your mother say about my father?” Cody asked.
    â€œIt’s really a long story….”
    â€œA long story, Cody,” Cole Granger spoke up from behind her brother, coming forward. “I personally find long stories wonderfully intriguing.” To her astonishment, he paused, gripped her chin and looked into her mouth—at her receding fangs. He looked at her mouth and studied her teeth and fangs as if he were looking at the quality of a horse he was considering for purchase.
    Oh, she was tempted to bite.
    Oh, so tempted.
    She restrained. He was pushing her. He knew that a bite wouldn’t turn him into an uncontrolled maniac. Nor would a single bite kill him.
    He was trying to see if she would snap—if she was capable of control.
    She pretended boredom. And strangely, surprisingly, she discovered that she liked something about him….
    It was his scent, she realized. He smelled of leather and musky soap, of the night air and of something more subtle and deep and alluring. Horses, whiskey…and himself.
    Bathed.
    God, she loved the smell of a man who had bathed. These days, it didn’t seem there were many of those. God knew that many a man’s uniform, worn day in and day out as the war dragged on, reeked to high heaven. Well, this fellow wasn’t a soldier. He was a sheriff, in a town, with a house most likely.
    â€œWe are always ready to be entertained by a story, and yet I find myself wondering not about any story,but rather what thoughts are prowling through that little mind,” Cole said.
    She blinked. There was certainly no chance she intended to have a deep and philosophical discussion with this man.
    No matter how delicious he smelled.
    She smiled. “I was actually thinking, sir, that you smell quite good.”
    Cody burst out with a laugh.
    Brendan even grinned. “Good thing you do enjoy lathering away in a tub, Cole.”
    She couldn’t help herself. She allowed her smile to deepen. “Good enough to eat,” she said sweetly.
    She was surprised when Cody came to her defense, though he spoke too coldly. “Give it up. You’re not going to bite anyone, rip anyone’s throat out or devour their blood. Gentlemen, please do say hello to my sister . Oh, and please do return the use of her jaw back to her.”
    â€œHow have you come to that determination?” Brendan asked. Cole hadn’t even looked at Cody. He’d released her jaw, of course, but he was still studying her with those eyes of his, pure blue ice.
    She almost flinched when Cody reached out to touch her, lifting a small strand of hair away from her neck. She had a tiny mark there. Not dark, but rather a light, tiny, almost heart-shaped birthmark.
    â€œI bear the same mark,” he said quietly.
    â€œYou do? Really? I never noticed it,” Brendan said, frowning. “But then, I’d not have noticed it on the young lady if you hadn’t pointed it out, and you wear your hair long around your ears, Cody, and—oh, my. Well. If you say you both have the same mark…” he finished lamely.
    Cody had pulled his own hair back to prove the point.
    Cole walked across the room, taking a seat at the piano bench. He folded his hands prayer fashion, in thought.
    â€œCole,” Brendan said. “It appears the young lady is telling the truth.”
    â€œYep.”
    Cody turned to look at him. “That’s all?”
    â€œCongratulations. You have a sister,” Cole said. “That really solves nothing at all.”
    Cody grinned. “And that means…?”
    â€œIt means,” he said with his long, deep drawl, “that we know she’s your sister. Whether or not we can trust her? Well, that remains to be seen.”

CHAPTER THREE
    C OLE DIDN’T SLEEP well during the night. He lay down to rest with a stake in