The SEAL's Secret Heirs

“You’ve been gone a long time, Kyle. Things have changed.”

Yeah, more than he’d have liked. Grace’s voice had deepened. It was far sexier than he’d recalled, and he’d thought about her a lot. Her curves were lusher, as if she’d gained a few pounds in all the right places, and he had an unexpected urge to pull her against him so he could explore every last change, hands on.

Okay, the way he constantly wanted her? That was still the same. He’d always been crazy over her. She’d been an exercise in patience, making him wait until they’d been dating a year and she’d turned eighteen before she’d sleep with him the first time. And that had been so mind-blowing, he’d immediately started working on the second encounter, then the third. And so on.

The fact that he’d fallen in love with her along the way was the craziest thing. He didn’t make it a habit to let people in. She’d been an exception, one he hadn’t been able to help.

“You haven’t changed,” he said without thinking. “You’re still the prettiest girl in the whole town.”

Now why had he gone and said something like that? Just because it was true didn’t mean he should run off at the mouth. Last thing he needed was to give her the slightest opening. She’d slide right under his skin again, just as she’d done the first time, as if his barriers against people who might hurt him didn’t exist.

“Flattery?” She rolled her eyes. “That was a lame line. Plus, I already told you I’d handle your case impartially. There’s no point in trying to butter me up.”

Oh, so she thought she was immune to his charm, did she? He grinned and shifted his weight off his bad leg, cocking his right hip out casually as if he’d meant to strike that stance all along. “I wouldn’t dream of it. That was the God-honest truth. I’ve been around the world, and I know a thing or two about attractive women. No law against telling one so.”

“Well, I don’t like it. Are you really that clueless, Kyle?”

The scowl crawled back onto her face and it tripped his Spidey-sense. Or at least that’s what he’d always called it. He’d discovered in SEAL training that he had no small amount of skill in reading a situation or a person. Before then, he’d spent a lot of time by himself—purposefully—and never paid much attention to people’s tells. Honing that ability had served him well in hostile territory.

So he could easily see Grace was mad. At him.

What was that all about? She was the one who’d dumped him cold with no explanation other than she wanted to concentrate on school, which was bull. She’d been a straight-A student before they’d started dating and maintained her grade point average until the day she graduated a year after he had. Best he could figure, she’d wanted Liam instead and hadn’t wasted any time getting with his brother once she was free and clear.

“You got something to say, Grace?” He crossed his arms and leaned against her four-door sedan. “Seems like you got a bee in your bonnet.”

Maybe Liam had thrown her over too quickly and she’d lumped her hurt feelings into a big Wade bucket. And now he was giving her a second shot to spill it. He just wanted her to admit she’d hurt him and then say she was sorry. That she’d picked the wrong brother when she’d hooked up with Liam. Then maybe he could go on and meet someone new and exciting who didn’t constantly remind him that Kyle, women and relationships didn’t mix well. Maybe he’d even find a way to trust a woman again. He could finally move on from Grace Haines.

She licked her lips and stared at the sky over his shoulder. “I’m sorry. I’m not handling this well. The babies are important to me. All my cases are, but because we used to date, I want to ensure there’s no hint of impropriety. All the decisions I make should be based on facts and your ability to provide a good home. So please don’t say things like you think I’m pretty.”

Something that felt a lot like disappointment whacked him between the eyes. She had yet to mention the episode with Liam. Maybe she didn’t even know that Kyle had seen them together, or didn’t care. No, he’d never said anything to her about it, either, because some things should be obvious. You didn’t fool around with a guy’s brother. It was a universal law and if he had to spell that out, Grace wasn’t as great a girl as he’d always thought.

“Well, then,” Kyle said easily. “Maybe you should transfer my case to someone else in the county, so you don’t have to deal with my brand of truth.”