Weekend Surrender (The Surrender Trilogy, #1)(3)
“I apologize if I’ve offended anyone, but I have plans inside the bar that include a bottle of tequila, and a few spins around the dance floor. You are currently delaying my plans. I have no intention of prostituting myself, because I’ve never in my life felt the need to ask a man for sex. I’m dressed in clothing I picked out, and like. I don’t personally give a damn if you approve or not, Mr. Brooks.” She focused all of her anger on her words, and when he finally released her she sighed heavily, “Thank you. Have a lovely evening, gentlemen.”
Hudson tugged the door open, and Sawyer stepped back from the doorway allowing her to saunter past him. Once she was safely in the bar, she let out a heavy, shaky breath and made her way across the room directly into the bathroom to settle her nerves. It might take more than a drink or two to wipe the Brooks brothers from her fantasies tonight.
Chapter Two
“What the hell is she doing here dressed like that?” Rogan Brooks asked his brothers. Unbeknownst to Rachel, he was standing in the shadows of the building watching the whole scene. Rachel Morgan was just about the hottest piece of ass to ever walked through Stone River, Texas, and the Brooks brothers were only red-blooded men. They had fantasized along with the rest of the male population about getting the wild little filly saddle broke, but not one of them had ever made a move or laid a hand on her until tonight.
Of course she hadn’t been single for the last few years either. She had been with that disgusting piece of cow shit, Mitch Edwards. He was the mayor’s son, and the local playboy wannabe. Now that she was single, she was apparently ready to get back into the dating scene, and after years of fantasizing and dreaming about her, the four Brooks brothers finally had their chance. The little girl they had known her whole life had grown up to be a stunning, intelligent woman with a sparkle that outshined everyone around her. Rogan hadn’t wanted a serious relationship with a woman other than Rachel since the night she'd turned twenty-one.
She probably didn’t even remember the events of the night, but after she toasted her birthday a few too many times, Rogan had been the one to drive her and her best friend, Zoey, home. He would never forget the weight of her in his arms and against his chest as he carried her from the car to the house, and left her on the sofa in her mother’s care. At first he had scolded himself, feeling guilty that he was having dirty thoughts about a woman so much younger than he was, but as she grew older and came into her own, he realized her age didn’t matter. Rachel was who he wanted. He just hadn’t quite figured out how to tell her yet.
“I don’t know, but she is definitely looking for trouble tonight. Did you see how her cheeks got real pink when Parker grabbed her? I think she likes a little bit of rough play,” Hudson said with a groan and a chuckle.
“What’s next?” Rogan asked impatiently. “I know we said we were going to give her some time, but damn it, I don’t want her to go fu-cking some random guy.”
That sobered his brothers, and soothed his frustration. They were all in agreement. She was the perfect woman to handle the four Brooks brothers. Since they were teenagers, they had been sharing women amongst them for sex. Sometimes one woman for every two brothers, and occasionally one for all four of them, but never one to keep. Now they had a chance, and it looked like it was about to be washed away with a bottle of Tequila.
“Let’s go. If she wants to drink, dance, and play pool, she’s going to have more company than she ever imagined. And if she wants to go home with someone, it will be us,” Parker said, and the other three brothers nodded in agreement.
They headed into the bar, and Rogan’s eyes scanned the room looking for a waterfall of brown curls on top of a delicious curvy body. Sawyer spotted her first, leaning against the bar chatting with a local ranch hand. She had her arms crossed under her small breasts pushing them up and out, much to Rogan’s dismay and delight. She was in full throttle flirt mode, and he wanted to shut it down immediately.
Walking across the bar as a unit they surrounded her, with Hudson slipping in between her and the drooling cowboy she had been chatting with, and Parker and Sawyer on her right.
“Hey!” she yelped in surprise as Rogan’s arms went around her waist, and he pulled her back up against his chest. The bare skin of her belly was soft and warm, and he knew he would never forget that moment. She felt so perfect in his arms, and her fresh scent flooded his brain.
“Hey there, sexy. I hear you said hi to my brothers but didn’t stick around to say hello to me. I’m hurt,” he said with a playful pout, and she rolled her eyes giggling.
“Is that the story they told? I don’t quite remember it that way. I seem to recall Parker threatening me, then Hudson delaying me from my plans, Sawyer bossing me around, and finally Parker playing daddy, and manhandling me,” she said with a sigh, but he nearly groaned out loud when she settled more firmly into him instead of pulling away.
“I haven’t even started manhandling you yet, sunshine. Although I would be happy to play with you anytime, but I prefer to be called Parker over daddy,” Parker said, and her eyes grew wide. She stared into the mirror over the bar at the four men surrounding her.
Rogan wondered what was going through her pretty little head when her eyes glazed over slightly, and her heart rate increased. She shook her head as though to clear her thoughts and frowned.