Her Twin Wilde Cowboy Masters (Wilde, Nevada 1)

“When was the last time someone just came to town without knowing anyone or having any reason to be here?”

“Your wife comes to mind. Mackenzie might’ve just ended up in town and decided to stay. Who knows for how long?” That thought shot through Wyatt, making him tense. He didn’t want her to leave now, maybe not ever, crazy as that might be. He wondered if his twin would even get to first base with her tonight, let alone get her between the sheets.

“Not true about Jessie. She was here to inspect the mine, working for a federal agency. Lucky for me and my brothers, she decided to stay.”

“More like she ran into a brick wall of Wilde brothers she couldn’t get around,” he said, thinking how little finesse his twin had when it came to women not in the lifestyle.

“You’re one to talk, Wyatt. You guys have some expertise that was sought after by subs at my club. You think Mackenzie is into that? I don’t.”

“Perhaps we’ll find out tonight if she is or isn’t, or perhaps not. Why do you care?”

“Just curious, that’s all.”

“Don’t tell me you’re already looking for a side dish?” He turned his attention away from Mackenzie and his twin to Austin. “Jessie not enough for you, Wilde?”

The man’s face drained of blood and becam

e almost ghostly. “Unless you don’t value your unbroken bones, I’d watch my tongue, Masters.”

He couldn’t believe the truth that jetted out from Austin Wilde. Clearly, the man was all in when it came to his new bride. That was one for the books, given what he’d witnessed over the years from him at The Masters’ Chambers.

“I understand. I won’t go there again.”

“See that you don’t,” Austin said. “Back to why Mackenzie is in town. Any thoughts?”

He really wasn’t sure, and the more Wilde pushed, the more the desire to uncover the truth grew. “Maybe it’s like Jessie’s cousin, Charly. Maybe she just stumbled into town and decided to stay.”

Austin shook his head. “Charly came for the wedding.”

“And ended up falling for your cousins.”

“Yep. And you and Wade are like two little schoolboys around her.”

“You think so? Don’t worry. Nothing has changed about our nature. We’ll keep your unattached subs at the club trained and satisfied.”

“Good to know. See you around, Masters.”

“Sure thing, Wilde.”

As Austin headed to his wife, Wyatt wondered about what he’d said. Nothing about our nature has changed. He wasn’t sure if that was entirely true.

What had happened since her arrival in town had been so odd for them. Never had they been so laser focused on just one woman. He and Wade couldn’t keep focused on anything else whenever she was around, even though God knew they had a lot on their plates. Their land, which had been in their family for more than four generations, was likely to be lost—more than likely in truth. His jaw tightened. Who was behind the hostile maneuverings? Getting answers about the new lien holders was proving quite the challenge. Whenever they were able to get information on who held their note, it was useless. Their loan was being handed off to new lending companies faster than they could keep up. With each change, more and more charges were racking up, and all without a single signature from them. Whoever was behind this mess, he and his brother were going to find out, and when they did, there would be consequences to that person or persons.

Wyatt spotted Mackenzie tap one of the servers carrying a tray of drinks. His brother stood to the side, clearly satisfied with the results so far. She wasn’t bolting for the door. Not yet anyway.

He would love to throw out the plan and instead take her in his arms and trace his fingers over her skin. Not a good idea. A single stroke might unleash the hungry lust inside him. She needed a softer touch if they were ever going to get her to open up. Still, the image of her slung over his shoulder floated in the back of his head. It was a very nice image, indeed.

Suddenly, Mackenzie turned his direction. Their eyes locked for a moment, and then she glanced back at his twin. A part of him screamed in frustrated denial that she no longer looked at him. Damn it, why did he want her so much? He imagined her naked, writhing in screaming ecstasy beneath him. His fingers curled into tight fists as something he’d never felt rose up inside him. Jealousy.

He hated himself for it. He and Wade had been there for each other time and again. This was no time to fuck up their carefree days and fun-loving nights. But a wrench had been thrown into their lives by the name of Mackenzie Hill. Everything was off balance now. If he could take back the night when he and Wade had drank whiskey and come up with this wretched plan, he would. But it was too late. Much too late. Fuck.

“Hey, buddy. Looks like you need a drink.” The voice, feminine and seductive, was familiar to him. Shelby.

“Not drinking tonight,” he answered flatly.

“You seem out of sorts, Wyatt. What’s troubling you these days? It’s like you have the weight of the world on your shoulders.”

He turned around and looked at the blonde sub. He hated that he was so transparent. Time to fix that, at least with Shelby. “You think so, sub? Lower your gaze, now,” he ordered in a hushed but forceful tone.