“Look, boys,” Wyatt’s eyes narrowed at her. Someone did not like being called a boy, huh? Too damn bad! “I think we need to settle a couple of things here. First, unless I missed the moments we have spent together getting to know each other and forming a relationship where endearments hold meaning Chase, then I am not your, baby.” Chase had the audacity to grin wider and wink at her. The little shit.
“Secondly, getting to know me better as a friend and neighbor is absolutely something we can do, but if you and your brother’s are thinking of something a little more, shall we say, intimate? Then I’m sorry but that is just not going to happen. And thirdly, I can look at my own damn property and determine if it’s okay and what might need to be done to it. Are we clear?”
“Crystal,” Luke growled from beside her. “But there are a couple of things you should know as well. Firstly, Chase is a born flirt, he usually addresses every woman he meets with an endearment of sorts, but I have never heard him call any one, baby. So I think he was saving that one for you, so you’d probably be best to get used to it. He is one stubborn son of a bitch.” When he smiled at her, she spotted a dimple on his right cheek. Well, shit. She had always been a sucker for dimples. Not wanting him to know she was affected, she narrowed her eyes at him. When she went to speak, Chase cut her off.
“Secondly, we are qualified builders and know what we’re doing, I was simply offering our assistance to look over the property before you invested in it, that’s all, ba-..” damn he had that dimple too. “Rowena.” When had her name ever sounded so sexy? It hadn’t been that long ago, when the hell was that?
“And Rowena,” oh yeah, that’s right. It had been whenever Wyatt or Luke had said her name. The way their tone dropped and the timbre became almost a caress across her skin. Rowena felt her heart beat speed up and her breathing elevate as she fell into Wyatt’s eyes. “We look forward to getting to know you. And when I say get to know you, we plan to get to know every damn thing about you. Because you are right about one thing, we do have a more, shall we say, intimate relationship in mind with you.”
Oh, Jesus it had been too long since she had been with a man and her sex drive chose that moment to come roaring in with a “Sorry I’m late! Traffics a bitch!” settle into her pussy and make her ache. She felt hot liquid drench her panties and knew she was in trouble. She had never had such a strong reaction to a man before, and to experience something so strong and so damn intoxicating as what her body was telling her she was feeling for these three men was frightening.
Ever since Martin Baxter had turned her life upside down she had always been thinking two steps ahead. She was a planner and an organizer of gigantic proportions. She never went into relationships without knowing exactly what she wanted out of it and what she was prepared to give. Here she felt completely out of her depth and she wasn’t entirely sure what to make of that. So, in true Rowena fashion, when she felt a little out of her depth she iced over. She drew her readily available custom made ice cold shield of indifference around her and took a quick breath to calm herself.
“Thank you Wyatt, for someone of my age to find that three young men,” Rowena stressed the word young on purpose, and was pleased to hear she had her doctor voice on, quiet, calm and completely devoid of emotion. “Find her attractive is quite flattering. However, it has been my experience that younger men simply see older women as a challenge. I can assure you that there is no challenge here you can win, just a very difficult road to travel.”
Wyatt held her gaze as he continued to stare into her eyes. “The funny thing about difficult roads is that they usually lead to beautiful destinations, and Rowena, I think with you even the damn road would make for an interesting trip.”
