From The Ashes (After The Burn Series) Read Online Free Page A

They had EMT’s and doctors in town, but epidurals had become a thing of the past. The boys exchanged a look over her head. There was more to the story.
    “How- how will we know what’s going on during the pregnancy?”
    “Been stocking up on new equipment for the hospital for a long time, Devon. This wasn’t some half –assed decision we made in the heat of the moment.”
    “Of course I didn’t mean to insinuate that.” She glanced down, back ramrod straight as she waited for the dress down.
     “Hey.” Cain rested a hand on her shoulder. “We can play nice if you do.”
    “And if I don’t?”
    “You really want to go there, sweetheart?” Cole’s raspy voice dropped her stomach down into her shoes.
    “No.”
    “Good choice. Let’s move on to the rest of the house.” Cole turned on his heels and she followed with the lines clearly drawn. She could be a happy prisoner or a miserable one. Either way, she wouldn’t be leaving.
    They walked through the open plan living room into the kitchen. She placed a hand on her heart, and did a slow revolution. Kitchen Aide had thrown up all over the w hite and black granite counters. Stainless steel gleamed. She strode over to the stove, feeling like a kid at Christmas as she caressed the handles of the gas run appliance.
    “Damn , I’m getting jealous over here,” Cole said.
    She turned toward him and smiled. “If you don’t cook why do you have all this?”
    Cole shook his head. “ The house came that way.”
    Maybe life here wouldn’t be that bad.
    “Ready to see the rest?” Cain arched his eyebrow and she nodded.
    He’d always been the less gruff of the two. Probably because of his age, older siblings had a way of taking off some of the pressures everyday life tossed your way. She’d seen it back home with her best friend Marilyn and her older sister Marnie. Of course, kids of forest rangers could never be considered normal. They lived by a different set of rules. After showing her the wooden deck out back, they made their way up the mid-sized staircase.
    “We have four rooms and two baths.” Cain led her down the hallway. He opened the door to reveal a twin sized bed against the wall, and a tiny walnut wood dresser with a mirror above it. The palate was bland, beige with white trim on the baseboard. “This is our guest room, but it’s not used often. We don’t like people in our personal space.” Closing the door behind him, he led her to the door a few feet down.
    “This is where I stay.” The walls were the same blah beige, but she could see hints of his personality. The chocolate brown bedspread highlighted with pops of blue and the cherry-wood dresser and nightstand suited him. Intelligent, quiet, and deadly, she often wondered what he’d done before the world burned.
    Cain smiled. “I have a bathroom next door, but it’s nothing special.” He wave d a hand, dismissing the unseen space.
    “I like it.”
    “Well don’t get too attached. I have the on suite, and we’ll be staying in there.”
    “We?” Her heart raced.
    “Oh yeah we’re splitting this thing fifty-fifty, sweetheart, and don’t look at me like that. The only one we’ll be touching is you.”
    She held up her hands. “I wasn’t thinking—”
    “You wondered.” He chuckled. “It was written all over your face.”
    Her lips twitched. She liked this newly discovered sense of humor. When they let down their guard, they were even more attractive.
    They walked by a door on the left.
    “That’s the bathroom. The other is another spare room, which looks just like the first one you saw. Let’s cut to the chase. You can explore later.”
    “Anxious to get me back into bed?” Her pussy still ached from the wild ride in their office.
    “I want to get you settled in so we can pick up a few things,” Cole said, pausing by the last door on the left.
    Her stomach tightened as image of ropes, and nipple clamps flooded her mind. These boys looked like they liked it rough.