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me call work and take time off. What I can t take off, I can do from my computer anywhere I go. Then
I ll look up plane fare and all of that. We ll stay in Denver as long as we can. Okay?
He kissed her then, his lips a soft caress before sinking into her fully. She moaned into him even
as their tears mixed together.
 I love you, Shea. Never leave me. Please. Just be by side forever.
His wife licked her lips even as that odd light shot over her eyes again before she blinked,
clearing her gaze.  Of course, Shep. I love you. I m not going anywhere.
He held her close, knowing that he needed to be strong for Austin, for Shea, for Harry, for the lot
of them. He might be only a cousin in this, but he was family. He and Shea would head up to Denver
and do what they could. And while he was there, he d find out what was up with his wife. There was
only so much a man could take, and he didn t want there to be anything between them that could harm
their relationship.
Life was too short for the kind of pain that could be healed.
Chapter Six
Austin gripped Sierra s hips, keeping her steady as she blinked up at him, her gaze drunk with
pleasure, but still on him. Only him. He licked his lips and could practically taste her sweetness on
his tongue. God, he couldn t wait to have the sweet cream on his taste buds.
 I m going to fuck you hard, Legs, he growled, his body shaking as he fought for control.
 Take me. She lifted her chest, her breasts standing out like a succulent feast. Her nipples
looked like fucking ripe berries in the clamps he d put her in, begging for his tongue.
Austin let his cock drag along her swollen pussy, taking in that quick catch of her breath. His gaze
traced her breasts then up to where he d tied each of her arms to the bedposts using the brand-new
rope he d bought her.
Seriously the best image ever.
He couldn t wait to plunge deep within her and have that tight pussy of hers clench his cock,
milking him down to the last drop. Just as he pulled back, his eyes opened, and he cursed himself.
Great. A dream. Another fucking dream.
And he spent on his stomach before getting to the good part.
Austin rolled out of bed, his body groaning from a restless sleep and vivid dreams. Thankfully,
he slept naked so there would be less clean-up¸ considering he dreamed like a thirteen-year-old boy.
He staggered back, his body not quite awake and in desperate need of coffee. He pulled on the sheets,
careful not to get any of his mess back on him.
He stumbled naked to the laundry room and stuffed the sheets into the washer, starting it and
adding the soap with one eye open. He d probably regret doing this half-awake later, but he had
enough experience cleaning his own clothes he was reasonably sure he wouldn t end up with water
and soap on the floor. Maybe.
Damn it. He couldn t believe he d come in his dreams like a young kid first learning the shape of
a woman. He was almost forty for God s sake. Apparently he didn t need a little pill to put a hop in
his step and a mess in his sheets when he had Sierra and those long legs of hers on his mind.
At the moment he d rather have them around his hips as he drove into her.
His cock filled again, and he cursed himself. Really? It wasn t even seven in the morning, and he
already had another hard-on after coming in his sleep because of a fucking dream. It was just one
more reason he needed to get laid and get a rein on that control he was so famous for.
With a sigh, he jumped in the shower, ignored his aching cock, and then made a cup of coffee.
Thankfully, today was his day off and he didn t have anywhere special to be. Normally he d go for a
ride on his bike up into the mountains and maybe even to Estes Park, but he wasn t in the mood.
Decker would be over later that day for food and beer, and on any other week, his brother in
everything but blood would ride with him on his own bike. This week, this month, though, was
different. Neither of them had gone riding since they heard about Harry s cancer.
Shit.
Cancer.
Austin still couldn t wrap his head around that. He d buried his head in the sand actually. While
the rest of his family had either tried to not leave his folk s sides or done as much research as they
could, Austin had stayed away, saying he d be there if anyone needed him.
Fuck, that made him an ass.
He was just too freaking scared to look up things like treatments, prognoses, and other medical
terms that left him in a cold sweat at just the thought. He was the oldest brother, the oldest
Montgomery kid, yet he was failing.
Austin rubbed the area over his heart with his fist then went to his porch to watch the sun finish
rising. He loved his house and his views. He had a wraparound porch so he could see the sun rise or
set depending on where he sat. Here, he could ignore what went on around him and focus on
absolutely nothing, a fucking ridiculous way to live.
He needed to get his head out of his ass and think about what was actually going on in his family.
He needed to stop dreaming about a woman who looked so scared at having anyone touch her skin she
practically bolted like a frightened rabbit at his gaze alone.
Austin sat there for another hour, finishing his coffee and feeling the cool mountain air slowly
warm as the sun rose higher.
His phone buzzed on the corner table on his deck, and he picked it up, his heart racing. What if it
was his parents telling him something worse? Shit. Thinking about what was coming rather than
actually putting together a plan was making him crazy. First thing after Decker left, or maybe even
when the man was there, he d do his research. It wasn t like him to be so out of it when things
mattered. He hated himself for putting himself into this situation in the first place. There was no point
in worrying himself sick over nightmares with no evidence. He had a feeling that once he really went
into it he might have even more nightmares.
His father deserved every ounce of Austin s strength and determination, however. And hiding in
his house wasn t what Austin had been raised to do.
Without looking at the screen, he answered the phone and immediately regretted it.
 Austin, baby.
He was so over this. So fucking over.  Shannon. Stop calling. I tried to be nice, but we broke up
months ago. A mutual decision I might add. I m not normally such an asshole, but if you don t stop
clinging and practically stalking me, I m going to have to take action. Calling the cops for a stalker?
Not what he wanted to do, but Shannon wouldn t leave him the hell alone no matter what he d done to
stop her. He d never fight with a woman physically, so he d have to give up and have someone else
deal with it for him.
 We had something, baby. Please. Please don t leave me, sugar.
Austin closed his eyes and pinched his nose.  No, we didn t, and we both know it. You loved me
even less than I loved you. Which was next to nothing. Harsh, but the truth.  Find yourself someone
you can actually love and care for, and find that future you want, Shannon. It s not me. At her silence,
Austin sighed.  Goodbye, Shannon.
He pressed End on his phone, but he had a feeling he wasn t through with whatever she wanted.
He just hoped she didn t take it any further than she already had.
His morning even more tainted now, he got up off his chair on the deck and made his way inside.
His house was situated on the edge of a small ravine; even though he couldn t really see his
neighbors, they were there. He actually lived in a cul-de-sac with a dirt road at the end that led to his
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