The Lawman’s Blackmailed Bride (Billionaire Brothers 3): BBW Romance Read Online Free Page A

The Lawman’s Blackmailed Bride (Billionaire Brothers 3): BBW Romance
Pages:
Go to
blush dusting her cheeks. You’re probably not his type. Her mouth drooped for a second. When was the last time she’d been anybody’s type?
    Stifling a sigh, she resolutely looked out of the window again. Perhaps, when all this was over, she should try to get back into the dating game. Although hanging out at bars and nightclubs didn’t appeal to her, maybe there was a reputable internet dating site she could join. Giving in to the urge to glance at Cole again, she realized it would take a lot for another man to measure up to her P.I. Perhaps she was meant to remain single and eventually become a crazy antiques or cat lady.
    “Elk View Corner’s coming up.” Cole’s voice broke into her thoughts.
    She blinked, taking in the scenery flashing past with new interest. “Is this where your brother lives?”
    “Yeah. Two of them.” He took his eyes off the road for a second to glance at her. “And they’re both on their honeymoons.” He chuckled. “I don’t think Alex’s wife has moved any of her stuff in, so we’ll go to Garrett’s.”
    At her questioning look, he explained, “Alex lives in San Diego and comes down here when he can. But Garrett lives here full-time, and so does Maddie.” He cast a quick, assessing look at her before returning his attention to the highway. “I think her clothes will fit you. They stopped in to see me before they went on their honeymoon.”
    Cole signaled right at the sign that said Welcome to Elk View Corner. Douglas fir trees lined the sides of the road, and Phoebe wished she were visiting here under different circumstances.
    They turned into a dirt road. “Alex’s ranch is over there.” He nodded to the right.“ And Garrett is right next door.” He looked at his watch. “It’s seven p.m. The ranch hands should have gone home by now, so nobody will be hanging around.”
    Turning into a well-kept driveway, the SUV slowed a little as it entered a gravel courtyard. Cole pulled up outside a one-story house. Phoebe admired the neat pink roses in the front garden.
    “ That’s Maddie’s handiwork.” He grinned. “Garrett’s not exactly a gardener.”
    They got out of the vehicle, Cole striding toward the house as if he belonged there and not as an alleged getaway driver helping an alleged coin thief. Phoebe followed, unable to help glancing around in case there was somebody there. But it was just like Cole said, the ranch seemed deserted, apart from a bird’s shrill cry breaking the stillness.
    He took out a key from his back pocket. “For emergencies. His car should be here,” he muttered, as he opened the garage door and ushered her inside. He switched on the light and Phoebe blinked, two cars filling her view. One was a cherry red sedan and one was a large, black SUV.
    “Good.” Cole lifted a key hanging on the wall. “We’ll take the SUV. Maddie’s car might be too noticeable.”
    Phoebe nodded, then trailed him to the house. “Are you sure this is okay?”
    He turned around, placing one hand on her shoulder. Her heart skipped a beat at the contact. “Garrett won’t mind. And right now, he’s in Lake Como. We’ll return the car before he even gets back.”
    “ Italy?” What it would be like to go to Italy on your honeymoon? Incredible.
    “ Yeah.” His lips turned upwards and she caught her breath at the change in his expression. For an instant he looked, happy, lighter, and she wondered if it was the fact that he was helping her that made him seem so gruff and serious.
    “ Maddie was stranded on the highway. Luckily for her, Garrett came along.” He shrugged. “A few weeks later, they flew to Vegas, got married and are now enjoying a long honeymoon.”
    “ Wow.”
    “ Especially since Maddie was supposed to marry someone else at the time.” He sounded amused.
    Phoebe’s eyes widened. She couldn’t get a decent boyfriend, let alone a fiance. And Maddie had two guys to choose from?
    “Come on.” Cole turned toward the house. “We can fix
Go to

Readers choose

Frances Watts

Joseph Lewis

Jon Cleary

Paul Doherty

Olugbemisola Rhuday-Perkovich

Shannon A. Thompson