Cameron, Paige - Commando Cowboys Desire Their Queen [Wyoming Warriors 8] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Polyromance) Read Online Free

have punched them in the face for you.”
    Kira laughed. “One of them got out of the car and grabbed my arm. I punched him. He fell on the sidewalk. I hurt his pride more than anything. Surprisingly, he never called again.”
    “You are one bad lady. I can see you think you don’t need a man, but I’m going to work on convincing you otherwise. Here’s my car. I’ll drive you around to yours.” He opened the door with a grin on his face.
    “I better watch you. You’re very determined.” She got in, and Hakan got in the driver’s seat. He put on his music, and then drove around to her father’s truck. “Sure you won’t let me drive you to my house? I promise to behave and bring you back when you ask me to.”
    “Maybe next time, we’ll see. That is a great sound system.” Kira got out and into the truck. She leaned out her window. “Lead the way.”
    Shaking his head, he headed for the main road, and she followed behind. Part of her had been very tempted to accept his offer. But the past had taught her to be cautious.
    The vast prairie spread out around them, and as they drove, the mountains got closer. She’d left her window down to let in the cool, fresh air. As they got farther away from the center of the ranch, the more she relaxed. She liked the countryside. This was her first chance to explore since arriving.
    For a second, she squirmed in her seat. She had lots of work to do to find the enemy, and here she was planning on having a fun evening. But she knew she needed the time to relax and unwind. Tomorrow she planned to find a place to be alone, shape-shift, and have quiet time to think.
    Hakan put on his blinker to turn into a long driveway. At the end was a large house. Lights shone in the front windows. Kira got uneasy. I thought he said Rex was gone. So why would the lights be on?
    Kira parked and got out. Hakan walked up to her and put his arm around her waist. “Welcome to our home.” He guided her toward the front door.
    She pulled away and put space between them. The slightest touch from him or Rex made her shiver. “Why are the lights on?”
    “Rex knows I hate coming home to a dark house. There’s something very welcoming about lights shining to greet you. He’d have turned them on when he left earlier to fly to the hospital where he’s operating.”
    Hakan opened the door and made a flamboyant sweeping movement with his arm to welcome her. “And may you visit us often in the future.”
    Kira stood in the center of the large room. On one side was a television with a sofa in front of it, and on the other side a couple of chairs were set in front of the fireplace. The room was a mixture of modern and Western. “It has a nice karma to it, warm and restful.”
    “Thank you. We’ve been happy here. My mother did most of the decorating. She has a flair for it.”
    “She’s Nanna’s daughter.”
    “Yes. As you probably know, Sahale and Lang are my brothers, and Rex, by way of his father, is my cousin. Come on into the kitchen, and we’ll see what’s for dinner.”
    The kitchen was huge, a dream for someone who liked to cook. She didn’t. Polished pans hung from wooden rafters above a large island.
    “Sit, and I’ll open a bottle of wine.” Hakan opened the refrigerator and peeked into several pans. We’re having chicken Marsala, twice-baked potatoes, and a salad. So I’ll open a bottle of Riesling.”
    “One of my favorites, but how did you have time to cook all of this?”
    “I cook very little, mostly grilling steaks and such. Lonato is the cook. He had the afternoon off before his emergency call, and he told me he’d have something in the refrigerator in case you accepted our invitation.”
    “Lonato?”
    “That’s Rex’s first name. I’m one of the few who occasionally calls him Lonato.”
    “He cooks? I can’t believe it.”
    “You will when you taste his food. If he wasn’t such an incredible surgeon, he could have been a chef.” Hakan handed her a filled