A Bride for Two Brothers (11 page)

“They’re just a couple of ranchers who hired me to cook for them and their hands,” she replied, hoping that Carl would leave Marcus and Quinton alone. “They don’t mean anything to me, and I don’t mean anything to them.”

Carl studied her face carefully for any sign of deceit, but he fortunately found none. “Well that’s a piece of good luck for them. I’d have no problem burying them in the same hole with you!” He grabbed her arm and started dragging her toward the truck. “I hired a pilot to fly over a little while ago. He spotted your employers. They are miles from here, so you and I will be long gone before anyone realizes you are missing.”

Kelsey knew that she would never survive a trip in Carl’s truck. So far, she had acted very passive to keep him off guard. Her only hope for escape would be surprise, and she would have only one chance. Just as she was about to attack, a loud sound changed everything.

“You need to take your hands off of that girl right now!”

Kelsey had never been so happy to hear Marcus’s gruff voice. Carl drew his pistol and turned toward the sound in one practiced move, but she was able to knee him in the groin before he could shoot. Quinton charged from the opposite direction, and the brothers were able to disarm and subdue Carl easily.

“You men need to back off before you get yourselves into a lot of trouble,” Carl blustered. “I am a police officer, and this woman is my prisoner!”

“Calling her your victim would be a hell of a lot closer to the truth,” Marcus said as he used Carl’s own handcuffs to manacle him. “We know all about the ways you’ve abused her, and she knows enough about your sweet deals with the mafia to put you away for a long time.”

Two sheriff’s cars arrived in less than thirty minutes to take the crooked cop away. Kelsey’s statement took much longer to take down at the station, and she was not back at the Rocking W. until well after dark.

* * *

A few days later, two FBI agents drove to the Rocking W. They explained that they had checked out every detail of Kelsey’s statement and could find no inconsistencies in her story. Carl’s tale was so clumsy and inconsistent that they could hardly believe that an experienced cop would try to use it.

The bureau had in fact been investigating Carl for months. His phones had been tapped, and his conversations with Sal and the Chicago crime bosses been carefully recorded. Sal had cut a deal against Carl and showed where he had buried his last girlfriend. Kelsey would probably have been killed if she had not been clever enough to hide out at the Rocking W. Her testimony would seal the deal against Captain Carl Barker.

After the FBI men left, Kelsey sat at the big round table with the brothers and nursed a cup of Quinton’s all-too-potent coffee.

“I can’t begin to tell you how happy I was to see you guys,” she said. “How did you know I was in trouble?”

“That was easy,” Quinton said. “Bonnie found us. She was barking like crazy. We knew something had to be wrong.”

“When we saw a strange truck parked at the house, we snuck up nice and quiet,” Marcus added.

Kelsey took the dog’s head in her hands and ruffled her ears affectionately. “You are such a good dog.” Bonnie lolled her tongue out of her mouth and rolled onto her back for a good belly rub.

“Why were you going with your old boyfriend so easy-like?” Quinton asked.

Kelsey blushed and looked down. “He said he was going to kill you two if there was trouble. I didn’t want that to happen.”

“You should have fought back quicker,” Marcus growled. “We ought to whip your butt for that.”

“That is one spanking I’d gladly take. You two saved my life. Carl would have left my body in the desert. I don’t know how to thank you two.”

The men exchanged glances and got very quiet. “Now that you’re safe, will you go back to the city?” Quinton said in a soft voice that was drenched in anxiety.

“There is nothing back there for me. I’d like to stay here if you two will have me.”

Quinton pulled her face next to his and kissed her hard. Marcus kissed her next before she could draw a breath.

“We want you to stay, and we want a lot more than that,” Quinton said. “We want you to marry us.”

“How can I marry both of you? That’s not legal.”

“That’s no problem,” Marcus said. “We flipped a coin. You’ll marry me at the church, with a license and everything. We’ll have our own special service later where you’ll marry Quint before we go on our honeymoon.”

“You flipped a coin for me?” she laughed.

“It was the only way we could choose, but that doesn’t matter. If Marcus dies first, you’ll marry me at the church then,” Quinton said. “It’s death do us part either way. We want to be with you forever. What do you say?”

The men’s heads were so close together that she was able to wrap her arms around both their necks at the same time so she could kiss them in turn. “Yes. I’ll do it. I’m crazy enough to marry you both!”

Quinton pulled a small box that contained a dazzling diamond engagement ring from the pocket of his dusty jeans, and the two men clumsily put it on her finger. She had never seen either of them wear broader smiles.

“You guys came prepared,” she said with a grin.

“We aren’t taking any chances,” Marcus said. “Now that we’ve got you cut out of the herd, we want to get our brand on you before you wander off.”

The two men looked at each other for a long moment.

“What do you think, Quint? Do you think her pretty little ass would look good with the Rocking W on it?”

Quinton scratched his chin and smiled. “Her butt would look good no matter what she had on it.” He patted her bottom for a few seconds. “Of course, it would look best with nothing on it.”

Kelsey rolled her eyes but couldn’t help grinning. A girl could do much worse than to be shared by these two firm-handed ranchers.

The End

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