Her Twin Wilde Cowboy Masters (Wilde, Nevada 1)

“I’ve heard people have lots of fun at The Masters’ Chambers.”

The club was just outside of Wilde and very exclusive.

“Would you like to come sometime?” Jess winked. “I’m in good with the guy running the place, so I can get you in.”

She nodded, excited that her tireless investigation might actually be opening up. Besides, there might be some clue at The Masters’ Chambers that would be vital in finding Trent.

Jess put her arm around her. “You know that my mother-in-law and Charly’s soon-to-be mother-in-law are pushing us to set you up with some guys. They want you to stay for good. So do I. So does Charly.”

“Mary and Maude are great ladies, but there’s no chance of a love connection for me. Plus, I’m still on the fence about staying.” As much as she was in love with Wilde, when her mission was complete, she must return to her old life.

“They love playing matchmaker.” Jess motioned to a guy by the grand piano. “So you’re not into the Wilde kind of relationship. What about Luke Steele? He’s nice. Some might even say ‘yummy.’”

“No thank you, Jess. If you plan on refereeing a love connection tonight, then it is time for me to go.”

“Sorry. Romance is in the air, don’t you think? I might’ve gotten carried away.”

“Okay. I’ll stay. I promised Charly. But I can’t hang out too much longer.”

“You have to admit that the man-candy around this room is worth the delay.”

Mac smiled. “I may not be sampling the treats, but I’m not blind.”

Wilde did have an overabundance of cowboys with rugged good looks and muscled bodies that would have any woman drooling.

“I can tell that you’re more comfortable with men,” Jess said. “Aren’t you?”

“What makes you say that?”

“I’ve seen how you act at the diner. You relax around men. I bet you don’t have any female friends back home, do you?”

“Not really.” No real male friends either.

“Where is home, Mac?”

Her gut tightened. Time to change the subject.

“Texas,” she lied. “You’re right. I was a bit of a tomboy growing up, so I’m more comfortable around men. Much.” That part was true. Well, not entirely. Comfortable in a professional setting, yes. At ease discussing politics, sports, the weather, whatever, definitely. Relaxed with any man who was too old, too young, married, attached, unavailable, and most importantly uninterested in getting her naked in his bed, absolutely.

“Finding a man in Wilde who doesn’t want to share you with another man is going to be difficult. I know of only three or four that fit that description.”

“Then don’t try.” Mac looked directly in Jess’s eyes. “I’m perfectly fine being single.” She wasn’t a prude, but when it came to intimacy, her internal calm took a vacation.

Charly returned on the arm of Heath, another of her fiancés.

In full view, the cowboy kissed his woman deeply. The honest, brazen act didn’t come from some twisted desire to make a show but clearly came from profound passion inside him. Charly was so very lucky—times six.

When their kiss ended, Charly said, “Allow us some girl time, Heath.”

He released her arm. “Ladies. If you need us, we’ll be right over there.”

Charly watched as her man returned to his brothers. “Look up the word ‘overprotective’ in the dictionary. You’ll see a picture of my fiancés.”

The two cousins laughed and she joined in.

Charly and Jess were terrific women. Open. Kind. Smart. Stunning. No wonder they’d each captured the hearts of their respective men.

Charly turned to her. “I glanced over at you two. You both looked so serious. What were you talking about?”