Dillon's Claim
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So, he’d done what any self-respecting man would do and pretended to forget about the love of his life.
Somewhere inside, he knew Shannon would come home. Even Gran had told him to give her time to find herself. Not that he knew what that meant at eighteen. Being Gran’s companion kept Shannon close—mentally anyway. Now that she was home, could he convince her Texas was where she belonged? He was going to try his damndest.
This weekend, while she was captive on the ranch, courtesy of her cousin’s bachelorette party, he was going to take every opportunity to get close to her, to remind her of what they once had. If it took physical seduction… His cock jumped at the idea and the memory of her soft cheek pressed against his short and curlies. Poor Shannon wouldn’t stand a chance against his Texas charm.
His cell phone vibrated in his pocket. Roused from his Shannon-fog, he yanked it out. “Yeah?”
“You planning on doing any work today? Or am I supposed to pick up your slack?” Dane, his youngest brother, bitched in his ear.
“Let me guess, Dillon’s ridin’ your ass again?”
Dane snorted. “Good guess. So?”
Dustin sighed. His oldest brother could be a bit of a hardass when it came to getting work done on the ranch. Though with this bachelorette shindig this weekend, he couldn’t blame Dillon.
But his plans for Shannon would have to be put on hold for a few hours longer. “Tell him I’ll be there in five.”
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