She lifted herself from the chair and met Keegan’s gaze. His eyes wandered down her body. Even in her jeans and thick sweater—clothing appropriate for November in Montana—his gaze made her shiver as though he could see through the bulk.
Nope.
She wasn’t ready to give that up.
Not yet.
She needed more time being worshipped by the two of them before she had to share.
Letting a smile spread across her face, she tucked one arm under each man’s elbows. “Let’s go. Give these three some privacy. They need to take advantage of every silent moment they can get before the next baby comes and turns their faces into that baggy blueish look they sported for weeks on end.”
Griffen laughed so hard, the baby flinched in his arms. He immediately sobered and lowered his voice. “Stop blaming your inability to keep your hands off each other on us and get out of here. We’ll see you tomorrow. You’re coming right?”
Melinda’s mates dragged her toward the door. She twisted around to speak. “Of course.” She met her brother’s gaze. “Do you think they’ll like us?”
Miles rolled his eyes. “I’m sure our half siblings are thinking the same about us. Of course they’ll like us. We’re blood.”
It had been six months since Melinda and Miles had discovered their mother was alive and they had three half siblings—the night McKenna was born. So far, they hadn’t met each other in person. Melinda had spoken to each of them over video chat and through text message, but tomorrow would be huge. If she slept at all that night, it would be a miracle.
“Have you ever met anyone who didn’t like you?” Trace asked. He squeezed her into his side.
“Sure. Plenty of people. I can sense the false vibe as soon as I meet someone. It’s unnerving. I just don’t share what I feel most of the time, especially not with the person causing my distress.”
Keegan gasped. “How come you’ve never mentioned that? That’s awful.”
She shrugged. “It’s not the kind of thing I like to talk about. And it changes nothing.”
Trace opened the front door. “I want a list.”
“Why?” she asked. “So you can go beat them up for me?” She giggled. “My hero.”
“Something like that.”
“Well forget it. My lips are sealed.” She released her men and followed them outside, calling her goodbyes over her shoulder.
As soon as she was situated in her usual spot between her men in Trace’s truck, she relaxed. “Any more news about the casino?” she asked Keegan at the risk of sounding like a broken record.
“I think that particular site is done for. That land is no longer stable no matter how you slice it. The surveyors have determined the expense of reaching deep enough into the earth to ensure the stability of the building is too high.”
Melinda blew out a breath. She was ecstatic, but she didn’t want to overdo her internal happy dance in front of Keegan.
Keegan chuckled and hauled her into his side. “Hon, you don’t have to hold back your excitement on my account. I never had a vested interest in the casino. It was just a job I was assigned to, like any other. Frankly, I have to admit, you’ve made me see there are far more important things in life than giant eyesores that mar the land and bring big business.”
She twisted in his embrace and looked him in the eye. “Really?”
He nodded. “Of course. How could I not be swayed? I live with a woman who sets me straight every time I go off half-cocked.” He gave a wry grin and leaned in to kiss her nose. “I love you.”
“So you’re okay with the new plans for the site?”
“The lodge? Hell yes. You?”
She smiled. “I love it. It’s a roaming ranch that doesn’t block the view. The log-style is the perfect backdrop. And it will lure guests to swim, fish, hike, and explore the reservation without making a mockery out of my homeland.” She glanced from one man to the other, absorbing their love.
Both men set a hand on her thighs, immediately obliterating all other thoughts except those centered around getting home fast and removing their clothes.
Keegan chuckled. “You must be feeling off because your emotions and thoughts just burst out of your head as if a dam broke.”
“I’ll drive faster,” Trace teased, squeezing her leg.
“Do you two know how much you mean to me?”
Keegan frowned. “We love you so much it hurts. So, yes.”
Melinda nodded and leaned her face on Keegan’s shoulder. “Just making sure, because my feelings grow stronger every single day. I wouldn’t want to be alone in that.”