McKenzie, Cooper - Autumn Healing [Welcome to Sanctuary 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Read Online Free PDF Page B

wrong?” she asked, knowing she sounded as naïve as a kindergartner.
    “You don’t regret it, do you?” Evan asked.
    “Regret what?”
    “Regret us claiming you. There’s no going back now. You are ours,” Frank said.
    “And you’re both mine,” Autumn pointed out. “I think I got the better end of that deal.”
    When she pushed off the table, her legs refused to hold her. Frank caught her and held her while her legs quivered beneath her. Once she was able to stand on her own, Frank helped her get dressed while Evan disappeared somewhere.
    As Frank tied her shoes, Evan rejoined them and handed her a large steel travel mug.
    “Drink.”
    Though he’d spoken the word gently, one look at his expression told her it was a command, not a request. Lifting the cup to her mouth, she took a sip and was surprised to find not water or coffee, but some kind of fruit juice. Suddenly, she felt parched and quickly drank the contents down without pausing for breath.
    “Feel better?” Frank asked when she finished drinking.
    She nodded, embarrassed that she had not even offered to share. Just as she opened her mouth to apologize, they heard someone banging on the closed workshop door.
    “Frank? Evan? Are you in there? Is Autumn with you?”
    The men exchanged a look then sighed. Autumn could tell they were not yet ready to share her with anyone else.
    “Hang on,” Evan called as he jogged out of the storage room.
    Frank and Autumn followed a couple of steps behind so that by the time they reached the front of the doorway, the door had been opened far enough open they could easily walk through.
    Spring stood just outside with her arms crossed over an enormously pregnant belly. Looking from one man to the other, she then looked at her sister with one eyebrow and the smartass grin she always wore when she was right.
    “So, it happened again,” she said cryptically before walking up to Autumn and hugging her tight. “It’s about time you came to visit. We’ve been so worried about you, and Dad refused to tell us anything. Kept saying something about attorney-client privilege.”
    Autumn returned her sister’s embrace with a happy sigh. “I told him not to. I didn’t want anyone worrying,” she said after swallowing the lump that filled her throat.
    “Girl, you are nothing but skin and bones. Didn’t they feed you in the Army? Come on, we’ll go up to the Wash House and talk while Evan and Frank fix dinner,” Spring said as she looped their arms and began walking.
    Autumn had no choice but to go with her. From the sounds the men who followed made, they were not happy about it either.
    “Stop grumbling, you two,” Spring said over her shoulder. “You know Bridget won’t let anyone mess up her schedule, even if you did find your mate.”
    “That doesn’t mean we have to like it,” one of the brothers snarked.
    Spring giggled. “I want to be in the room when you tell her that.”
    Autumn felt like she’d walked into the last act of a play and decided the best thing to do was to keep her mouth shut and her eyes and ears open. There was so much she had yet to learn about so many things. Maybe by keeping her mouth shut, she wouldn’t fuck things up too badly.
    “So, where is everybody?” Autumn asked when they reached the Wash House.
    “Everybody who?” Spring asked as if there was no one else in the world but the four of them.
    Autumn chuckled as she looked her very pregnant sister over.
    Spring was the oldest and had always been called the pretty one. She had the pretty face and petite, curvy figure though now her curves were more maternal than sexy. Even so she remained soft, dainty, and always the lady. Even dressed in sneakers, sweatpants, and an oversized T-shirt that must belong to one of her husbands, she looked elegant.
    Summer was the smart one whose creative thinking and ingenuity helped to solve problems for people all over the world. She was beautiful as well in a natural, earth mother sort of