Beauty and the Beasts [Bride Train 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read Online Free PDF Page A

for you to laugh,” grumbled Oz once Jack finally shut up. “You’ve been sharing Beth with your brothers for two years. Nobody else in this room comes home to a welcoming woman.”
    “If Luke wants Sarah so bad, why isn’t he here today, instead of you?”
    “Gabe said Luke already had a run-in with Sarah this morning.” Oz smiled and leaned back in his chair. “So I get to make sure she’s safe during dinner. I’m hoping to have a word with her after. She was too busy yesterday.”
    “Never seen three couples get hitched at once like that. It was kind of Judge Thatcher and Lily, and Doc and Rosa, to let Victoria and Jed borrow their preacher.”
    Oz rubbed his stomach in agreement. “You think after all that food I wouldn’t be hungry. But something sure smells good.”
    Jack nodded absently. He looked around the room, dropping his joking manner. “I didn’t just happen to stop by today. We’re all worried about Sarah facing a room full of strangers after everything that’s happened to her. Beth wanted to make sure she had at least one familiar face in the room.”
    “Sarah was strong enough to laugh and dance at Christmas, and smile while she worked yesterday,” said Oz quietly. “I figure she can face down this crowd.” He gestured across the room with his chin. “We’ll take care of anyone who doesn’t mind his manners.”
    A slight nod and the bargain was struck. Oz had spent long winter nights remembering dancing with Sarah, discovering a slender body under her modest clothes. By the way her eyes brightened and her cheeks pinked up that night, her experiences hadn’t destroyed her interest in men. That little catch in her voice when his hand “accidentally” brushed her nipple suggested she wanted more. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat. Jack noticed his grimace of pain and snickered. Oz wanted to take the smug look off Jack’s face by grinding it into the dirt.
    Jack had what they wanted. As the last of his line, Luke was desperate for sons. Those dances with Sarah made Oz think she was the one for them. But they couldn’t convince the woman about anything unless they could talk with her. She was snowed in all winter, and too busy to talk yesterday. But once her bakery was open, they’d have a chance. Maybe he’d even get to talk with her today.
    Oz looked up when someone came out of the kitchen, but it was only Nettie Crabbe with a tray of loaded plates. Eager for attention, she smiled and swung her hips. She got a few whistles but most men were so hungry they just wanted food. Once their stomachs were full they’d look for something more. Oz’s pulse picked up when a tiny woman in a dark dress and kerchief appeared with her own tray. He caught her eye, but she quickly turned away.
    “Sarah blushed when she looked at you,” said Jack. He nudged Oz with his foot and smirked, his usual expression. “Care to tell me why?”
    “Nope.”
    Sarah swayed her hips, but not in the exaggerated way Nettie used. No, Sarah had a natural movement that was all woman. She wore a loose, ugly dress but had tied her apron snug enough to show the much-needed weight she’d gained since Christmas. Her hair had grown out some, as well. She emptied her tray and, at the last moment, turned her head toward Oz. Her eyes widened when she saw him still watching. She hurried into the kitchen.
    “Hmm,” said Jack. “I’d say the woman was interested.”
    Oz shrugged off the comment. He sat up as Nettie came toward them. She set down plates of stew, each with two biscuits on it. They nodded their thanks and dove in, ignoring her.
    “Mmm, this is damn good,” said Oz.
    After the first quick spoonfuls, he took his time, enjoying putting something decent in his mouth for a change. None of them liked to cook, and it showed. Sarah’s ability in the kitchen would be an added bonus. If, that is, they could convince her to marry into the Circle C.
    He watched whenever she came into the room, but she wouldn’t