you.”
Once again, she felt as though she’d hurt him somehow. But
what did he expect her to say? Let’s get it on . She’d just met them.
Yes, she was attracted to them, but they were practically strangers.
“It’s only for three days.” Darian’s quiet voice came from
her right and she turned to look at him, trying to gauge if he was telling the
truth. “The tapestry always returns in three days and it is the woman’s choice.
She can stay or go.”
“And women have stayed?” She couldn’t imagine anyone giving
up their life to live with a couple of strange men after only three days.
Darian nodded. “Many of them. Most, in fact. In all our
history, only a handful of tapestry women have chosen to return home.” The path
widened and he rode alongside her now with Jace still in front of them.
Sam was uncomfortably aware of Darian watching her and the
desire smoldering in his pale-blue eyes.
“It would not be so bad, Sam.” Darian stroked one rough
fingertip over her cheek. “Belonging to us. You would want for nothing, in bed
or out.”
Before she could catch his intention, he leaned forward and
captured her mouth with his. His tongue traced the seam of her lips before
slipping inside. He was seducing her with his words and touch.
Did he have any idea how appealing the idea was to lay all
her troubles down and have someone else take care of them and her? To forget
about the much-needed bank loan, the money she already owed the bank, the
drought and poor crops and the worry of bills and simply allow herself to sink
into the sensual spell he was spinning. It had been months since a man had
kissed her. The last one had been George “The Snake” Rawlins and she wanted to
forget him.
Darian’s lips were warm and tender as he drew back, leaving
her slightly bemused and more than a little aroused. “Give yourself some time
with us.”
Sam sucked in a deep breath and shook her head. As appealing
as it was, she was the kind of woman who stood on her own two feet and dealt
with whatever life threw at her. And right now she was trying to save her
family farm.
“We are home.” Jace’s voice cut through her thoughts and Sam
jerked her head in his direction. Heat crept up her cheeks. She’d kissed his brother
even after everything he’d told her about the two brothers competing sexually.
What kind of woman did that make her?
A horny one for sure. She fought the urge to squirm in her
saddle and did her best to ignore the ache in her breasts and the dampness
between her thighs.
She rode up alongside Jace. “Where exactly?”
“Home.” Jace pointed and she realized they’d left the woods
behind them and open land lay before them. “Welcome to Hunter Keep.”
Her gaze followed his hand and she gasped. There before her
was a small stone castle, like something out of a history book. She blinked,
but it didn’t disappear.
The castle rose up out of the base of the mountain that
loomed behind it like a hulking protector. Dark-gray stones shone in the
afternoon sun. A huge wall ringed the castle. Beyond it were smaller huts with
thatched roofs. There were fields in the distance with some sort of crops and
several pens with sheep and chickens.
Wherever she was, she sure wasn’t in Texas.
Chapter Four
Jace did his best to hide his disappointment and anger at
Sam and his brother. Maybe he was being too hard on her, but he’d hoped in his
heart she’d give his world a chance. He wasn’t sure she even believed either
him or Darian when they’d explained about the tapestry and Javara.
And who could really blame her? It would seem a lie, nothing
more than a story to her. To him, it was all the hope he had of ever having a
family with his brother.
At least Darian had managed to kiss Sam. It was more than
he’d done. He longed to know her taste, to feel the softness of her lips
beneath his. But he’d given his promise he would not force himself on her. She
would have to come to him and that was as