home."
"Sure thing, Coop. Be right back." Jana scurried out of the room and his brothers ranged their bodies in a semi-circle around him, looks of concern varying their expressions.
"Did you know?" Dane rasped out.
"We knew she had a kid," Riley said softly.
Red clouded his vision and he charged at his brother before he could stop himself. He and Riley went down in a heap across the table and the wood snapped beneath them. His knuckles stung as they met his brother's jaw, and he winced as Riley got his own licks in against his ribs.
"Dammit, Dane. Control yourself," Coop yelled as he grabbed him around the shoulders to try and contain him. It would take more than Cooper to subdue his anger. The rage had been building in Dane for too long. Thomas held him from the other side, and together Coop and Thomas were able to pull him away from Riley.
Riley pushed himself from the floor and faced Dane. "What the hell is wrong with you, Dane? Why should you care if she has a kid? Would you really begrudge her for having a life after you left?"
"You should have fucking told me," Dane said, pushing against the bonds of his brothers' arms. "She has a nine-year-old kid you moron. Do the goddamned math."
Riley paled before his eyes, and Thomas and Cooper were so surprised by the declaration they dropped their hold on him. He crashed back into Riley, but instead of going down, Riley wrapped his arms around him in a tight embrace.
"Shit, Dane. We didn't know. None of us knew, or even thought it. I never even got a good look at the kid or knew how old he was. We would have told you. I swear."
Dane broke out of his brother's hold and backed away, keeping his head down so they couldn't see the emotions crossing his face. He couldn't talk to his brothers right now. He had to find Charlotte.
"I need keys," he said and held out his hand.
Coop stepped forward. "I don't know if that's such a good idea right now, Dane. Why don't you think things through a bit and calm down before you go talk to Charlie?"
A pair of keys landed in his hand, and he looked up into Riley's battered face. "Don't do anything stupid. And don't wreck my car."
"Dammit, Riley," Coop said, but Dane didn't wait around to hear the argument. He was already out the door.
Charlie owed him a hell of an explanation.
Chapter Five
Charlie had been lying in bed, wide awake, for more than an hour. She could still feel Dane's touch, and her body heated with the memory of his kiss. She tossed the covers off, the cotton too heavy on her sensitive skin.
The fan whirred slowly overhead and her nipples puckered against her thin nightgown she wore. She closed her eyes and memories of Dane invaded her mind, as if he were right there with her. The first time they'd made love he'd been so gentle, so loving. He'd cherished every inch of her body, readying her for the invasion that would take her innocence. She'd barely felt a twinge as he'd buried himself deep inside her—she' been too lost in the sensation of him.
Her fingers roamed lazily up her thighs until the nightgown was bunched around her waist. Her fingers trailed higher, dipping along her belly before she reached the swell of her breasts. She cupped the heavy globes and gasped at the sensation, and when her fingers grazed across her cotton covered nipples she couldn't help the moan that escaped.
She imagined Dane's mouth suckling at her breasts, teasing a wet path lower until he reached the junction of her thighs. She was damp with need and it didn't take long for her fingers to become slick with her essence. She twirled her finger around the taut bud, wishing it were Dane's tongue. Her breathing grew heavy and she felt the familiar weight of release settle in her loins.
Whimpers escaped from her throat and she tossed her head back, just on the cusp of ex plosion. A car door slammed outside her window, and she pulled her gown down with a guilty start. The first thing that went through her mind was that