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very
shagged.” I felt a bit like I’d been run over by something large, which I
suppose I had, but it was the type of bulldozing I wouldn’t mind experiencing
again. “Erm, where’s your... er...brother?”
    He grinned.
“Stevie left a couple of hours ago. You want an intro to my other brother too?”
He looked pointedly straight at my mouth and I fought the urge to lick my lips.
    Another one? I
stared, yes, no. No, two was more than enough. I still wasn’t quite sure what
had happened last night, but I was damned sure it wasn’t something I’d
expected. I took a deep breath and tried to act like this was normal.
    “You all live
here?”
    “Yeah, it was our
parent’s farm.” He sat down on the edge of the bed. “They retired and we
carried on the family tradition.”
    I took it he meant
the farming and not the shared shags.
     “No escaping
traditions.” There was an edge to his voice and a slight twist to his mouth.
    “Ah, sense of responsibility
and all that.” People like Will and his brothers were solid, didn’t shirk
responsibility.
    “You like it
though, don’t you?” I wanted him to say yes. I didn’t want him to say he hated
it, but he had to do it anyway.
    “Yeah, suppose so.
Has its benefits.” He grinned, and his gaze wandered over my body, and my
nipples perked up all on their own.
    “So you’re close,
you and your brothers?”
    “We don’t always
do everything together, just now and then.” The warmth of his hand on my leg
went straight through the sheets.
    “I guess it would
have been mean to have sent him away.”
    “Mean and selfish.
But sometimes I like to be selfish.” He leant forward and dropped a kiss on my
forehead and I could see he wanted to say something.
    “What?” Why make
life difficult for him?
    “So you were here
with a guy last time?”
    “It was a long
time ago.” I picked at the sheets. “We were just kids.”
    “But you came back
to find him?” Maybe Will wasn’t as casual and generous about sharing as he
liked to appear. Maybe he was looking for a farmer’s wife.
    “Hell, no.” And I
meant it. I did. “I came back to sort out other stuff, things were all mixed
up. It was complicated.”
    “You split up and
so you left?”
    Boy, was he
persistent. And I’d never make a farmer’s wife.
     “Sorry I’m being
nosy.”
    Maybe it was
something in my face that had warned him off, but I didn’t want to just tell
him to sod off. I liked him, he was kind, good.
    “No, I went
because of other stuff.” I paused, too much other stuff.
    “And you don’t
trust me enough to tell me about stuff?” I trusted him with my body, trusted
his big capable hands to do what they wanted with every bit of me. But not with
my mind it seemed. Which was sad.
    “I went home, back
to Cheshire and he didn’t. That was that.” I shrugged and Will just stared at
me for a moment, like he knew there was more, but he knew it was none of his
business. I could have done the first love spiel, thrown the words he’d spoken
yesterday back at him, but it didn’t seem right.
    He stood up and
left a cold gap.
    “I’ve got stuff to
do, but I’ll drop you back if you like. We could go out for supper later?”
    I hesitated. This
wasn’t what I was here for.
     “Only if you want
to, of course.”
    “I want to.” I
grinned. I mean, I could do what I came for and have a bit of harmless fun as
well couldn’t I? I’d come to retrace the steps I’d taken with Ollie, but that
was all. I wasn’t going to actually be seeing him. And who said finding
yourself had to be hard work?
    “I rang your
landlord, he’ll have some more logs dropped off later and he’s sending someone
over to check the electrics.”
    Will was big in so
many ways it seemed. “Wow, thanks.”
    “He’s a lazy
arsehole, but he’ll do it.”
    The lazy arsehole
had done me a favour though, if he’d had logs stacked by the door and electrics
that were good I would never have ended up back