Buckhorn Brothers: Casey Part 6

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"I picked ticks off him and used my comb to get snarls out of his fur and he played with me and kept me company."

This time her smile was genuine, a small, sweet smile, as she talked about the dog. Casey wanted to crowd her close and put his arms around her and protect her forever. The urge was so strong, he sounded gruff as he asked, "Why did you stay in a park, Emma?"

"There was nowhere else to stay. I used the money I had a and your money a to pay for my bus fare to Chicago, and for food. After I got there, I couldn't get a job because I couldn't give a place of residence, and I couldn't get a place of residence without a job reference. I was afraid if I went to any of the shelters, they'd contact my family and...send me back home."

Casey scrubbed at his face. Emma was twenty-five now, but he saw her as she'd been when she left a young, bruised, scared and lonely. What she'd gone through was worse than he'd suspected, worse than he'd ever imagined. He'd held on to the belief that she knew someone, that she'd had someone to take care of her. But she'd been all alone. Vulnerable. And it hurt to know that.

"I'm not sure what would have eventually happened. But then one day B.B. got really sick. He'd eaten something bad and he was dehydrated, weak. He could barely walk. I was so afraid that I'd lose him, I chanced going to the vet clinic that I'd seen not far from the park. That's where I met Parker Devaughn and his son, Damon."



She turned to B.B. and hugged him close. Several seconds pa.s.sed, and Casey knew she was weighing her words. "It took almost a week before B.B. was healthy again. I hung out there, staying by his side as much as they'd let me."

The images flooding his mind were too agonizing to bear. "What happened?"

"They ... figured out my situation when I couldn't pay the bill and offered to let me work it off instead."

"They realized that you were homeless?" Casey wanted to hear all the details about where she'd slept, how she'd stayed safe. When the dog was sick, she'd been alone more than ever.

But one thought kept overriding all others. How bad had it been for her in Buckhorn that she'd rather sleep alone in a park with no one for company except an abandoned dog? What the h.e.l.l had happened to make her run away?

Emma gave a small nod. "I couldn't leave B.B. and they wouldn't let me have him without explaining. I was afraid they'd turn me in and send me back home. But when I told them everything, they surprised me."

"Everything?"

She glanced at him, then away. Skipping his question, she said, "They took me in and they've treated me like family ever since. Parker even helped me to get my G.E.D. and to find a job I love. Life now is...great."

She'd left out everything painful, either to spare him or because she couldn't bear to talk about it. Casey didn't know which, and neither was acceptable. He suddenly wanted her to be his friend again, that young girl with the enormous soft eyes always filled with invitation. The girl who always came to him with open admiration and her heart on her sleeve. The girl who'd wanted him a and only him.

His decisions, his feelings for her back then, had seemed so simple and straightforward. He'd liked controlling things, only letting her so close, giving her only as much as he wanted and holding back everything else.

Or so he'd thought.

But somehow Emma had crawled under his skin and into his head, his heart. He hadn't known until she was gone that she'd taken more than he'd ever meant to give her. He hadn't known until she was gone, and a big piece of him was missing. Being apart from her while becoming a man hadn't changed how he felt. It had only complicated it.

Disturbed by his reaction to her, he teased her by tugging on a lock of her hair. "That story is so full of holes I could use it for a sieve."

"No, I've told you everything that's important."

"Em..."

"Thanks to Parker and Damon, I did fine," she insisted. She smiled a little, and her eyes glinted with humor. "In fact, I might owe them even more than I owe you."

Annoyance fought with tenderness, making his voice gruff. "You don't owe me a d.a.m.n thing and you know it."

"I knew you probably felt that way." She shook her head, still smiling in that small, tantalizing way that made him want to lick her mouth. "That's one of the things that always made you so special, Casey."

Hearing her say such a thing took some of the edge off his urgency. He liked thinking that he'd been special to her, because she'd certainly been special to him. He just hadn't known it until it was too late.

Acting on impulse, he took her hand. "Have breakfast with me tomorrow. We can catch up on old times and you can fill me in on the pieces you're leaving out right now."

She gave a shrug of apology. "I can't. I'm going to the hospital first thing."

He'd almost forgotten about her father and felt like an a.s.s because of it. It surprised him that she'd return to see the man who'd run her off, but he supposed time could heal those wounds. And Dell wasn't in the best of health. "We can make it dinner."

She closed her eyes on a sigh of weariness. "I don't think so, Casey."

Her rejection struck him like a blow. "I'm special," he asked, "but not special enough to share a meal with?"

She swiveled her head toward him. "I'm sorry-"

In an instant, his temper snapped. "Will you quit saying that!"

She flipped her hair back and her eyes flashed. "Don't yell at me."

"Then quit apologizing." And in a mumble, "You always did apologize too much."

B.B. let out a low warning growl, breaking the flow of anger. Emma turned to the big dog and rubbed his muzzle. In a calmer tone, she said, "I can't make any plans because I don't know what my schedule will be, or how much free time I'll have."

And she wasn't sleeping alone.

Casey cursed softly, but he couldn't blame Devaughn. If he had Emma warming his bed, no way would he let her out with another man.

He wouldn't give up, but he would slow it down. He'd been her friend once, maybe her only friend in Buckhorn. He'd build on that. He'd give her time to breathe, to get used to him again.

Until Emma got the water pump fixed, she'd need transportation to the hospital. He'd be happy to oblige, to give her a helping hand.

One thing was certain, before she took off this time he'd have all his questions answered. He'd be d.a.m.ned if he'd let her sneak out on him a second time.

CHAPTER FOUR.

AS IF FROM A DISTANCE, Emma heard the knock on the thin motel-room door. She forced her head from the flat, overstarched pillow and glanced at the glowing face of the clock. It was barely six-thirty and her body remained limp with the heaviness of sleep. She'd only been in bed five hours.

After Damon had finally returned and they'd transferred everything from her car to Casey's and gotten to the Cross Roads Motel, it had been well past one o'clock. She hadn't unpacked, had only pulled off her shoes, jeans, bra and sweats.h.i.+rt, and dropped into the bed in a tee and panties. She'd been so exhausted, both in body and spirit, that thoughts of food or a shower disintegrated beneath tiredness.

Why would anyone be calling on her this early?

B.B. snuffled around and let out a warning woof, but Emma patted him and he resettled with a modic.u.m of grumbling and growling. Stretched on his side, he took up more than his fair share of the bed. "It's okay, boy. I'll be right back."

Probably Mrs. Reider, she thought, ready with a complaint of some kind, though Emma couldn't imagine what it might be. They'd kept very quiet coming in last night and hadn't disturbed anyone as far as she knew.

B.B. was atop the covers, so Emma grabbed the bedspread that had gotten pushed to the bottom of the bed. She halfheartedly wrapped it around herself and let it drag on the floor.

Without turning on a light, she padded barefoot to the door, turned the cheap lock, and swung it open. The room had been dark with the heavy drapes drawn, but now she had to lift a hand to s.h.i.+eld her eyes against the red glow of a rising sun. She blinked twice before her bleary eyes could focus.

And there stood Casey.

His powerful body lounged against the door frame, silhouetted by a golden halo. In the daylight, he looked more devastatingly handsome than ever. Confusion washed over Emma and she stared, starting at Casey's feet and working her way up.

Laced-up, scuffed brown boots showed beneath well-worn jeans that rode low on his lean hips and were faded white in stress spots, like his knees, the pocket where he kept his keys. His fly.

Emma blinked at that, then shook her head and continued upward. With the casual clothing, he'd forgone a belt. In fact, two belt loops were missing from the ancient jeans.

In deference to the heat, he wore a sleeveless, battered white cotton s.h.i.+rt that left his muscular arms and tanned shoulders on display. Mirrored sungla.s.ses s.h.i.+elded his eyes, and his mouth curled in a lopsided, wicked grin. "Morning, Emma."

Her tongue stuck to the roof of her mouth, making speech difficult. "What are you doing here?"

Lifting one hand, which caused all kinds of interesting muscles to flex in his arm, he showed her the smallest of her suitcases. "You forgot this in the trunk of my car. I thought you might need it today."

"Oh." She looked around, not sure what to do next. She did need the case, seeing that it held her toiletries and makeup. But she could hardly invite him in when she wasn't dressed. Loosening her hold on the bedspread, she reached for the case. "Thank you..."

Casey removed the decision from her. Lifting the case out of reach, he stepped inside just in time to see B.B. bound off the bed and lunge forward with a growl. When he recognized Casey, he slowed and the growl turned into a tail-wagging h.e.l.lo. Casey greeted the dog while eyeing the bed he'd vacated. Being a double, it provided just enough room for one woman a and her pet.

He quirked an eyebrow at Emma as realization dawned. She hadn't slept alone, so he couldn't accuse her of lying. But she hadn't slept with a man either, which had been his a.s.sumption.

Casey grinned and reached down to pat the dog. "You've sure got the cushy life, don't you, B.B.?"

The dog jumped up, putting his paws on Casey's shoulders. Casey laughed. "Yeah, sleeping with a gorgeous woman would put any guy in a good mood."

Left standing in the open doorway, Emma hadn't quite gathered her wits yet. Too little sleep combined with Casey Hudson in the morning could rattle anyone. She certainly wasn't up to bantering with him. "He's always slept with me. It's one reason I bring him along everywhere I go."

"Gotcha." Casey looked around again, and his grin widened. "So. Where's Damon?"

He tried to sound innocent, but failed. Knowing the jig was up, Emma scowled at him. Would he now consider her fair game, since she wasn't involved? What would she say to dissuade him if he did?

Did she really want to dissuade him?

The connecting door opened and Damon stuck his dark head out. With only one eye opened, he demanded, "What the h.e.l.l's going on?" Then he saw Casey, and that one eye widened. "Oh, it's you. I should have known."

In his boxers and nothing more, Damon pulled the door wider. Emma wasn't uncomfortable with his lack of dress. More often than not, Damon acted like her brother.

Casey took in the separate rooms with a look of deep satisfaction. "Morning, Devaughn."

"Yeah, whatever." Damon yawned, leaned in the doorway, and crossed his arms over his naked chest. His blue eyes were heavy, his jaw shadowed with stubble, and his silky black hair stuck out in funny disarray. "You country boys like to get up early, I take it?"

"Country boys?" Casey didn't sound amused by that description.

Undisturbed by Casey's pique, Damon lazily eyed him with both eyes this time, taking in the old snug jeans and the muscle s.h.i.+rt. "Brought it up another notch, I see."

Casey's scowl darkened. "What?"

Damon just shook his head and glanced at Emma. "Give me a minute to get dressed."

She didn't want to turn this into a social gathering, and besides, both men were bristling, which didn't bode well. "That's not necessary."

"No?"

"No." Emma saw Damon's surprise and rubbed her forehead. He looked as tired as she felt, so why didn't he just go on back to bed so she could deal with Casey in private? She moderated her tone. "It's fine, Damon. Get some more sleep."

He didn't budge. "You turned willing overnight?" Her moderation shot to h.e.l.l, Emma ground her teeth together. "Damon..."

"Was it the macho clothes that turned the trick?" Casey s.h.i.+fted his stance but Emma growled, causing both B.B. and Damon to watch her warily.

Damon straightened in the doorway with dawning suspicion. "Have you had your coffee?"

Emma slowly looked up at him. A long rope of tangled hair hung over her bloodshot, puffy eyes. She wore only her T-s.h.i.+rt and a bedspread. Curling her lip, she asked, "Do I look to you like I've had coffee?"

"s.h.i.+t." He turned to Casey with accusation. "So where is it?"

Casey blinked in incomprehension. "Where is what?"

As if speaking to an idiot, Damon enunciated each word. "The coffee?"

Casey shrugged, but offered helpfully, "They keep a pot brewing in the lobby."

"Right. In the lobby. And here I had the impression you knew something about women." Shaking his head at Casey in a pitying way, Damon turned to Emma. "Just hang on, doll. I'll run down and snag you a cup."

On a normal day Emma would have thanked him and dropped back into bed. But this wasn't a normal day. Today, Casey stood in her temporary bedroom looking and smelling too s.e.xy for a sane woman's health and she wasn't properly dressed. "It's okay. B.B. needs to go out too, so I might as well get the coffee myself." And then she wouldn't be left closed up in the motel room with Casey.

Apparently stunned, Damon blinked at her. "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure I'm going to smack you if you don't stop pus.h.i.+ng me."

"All right, all right." Damon held up both hands, which should have been comical given that he wore only print boxers. "Hey, what do I know about a woman's needs? They're ever s.h.i.+fting and changing, right? One day coffee is a necessity before she can open her eyes. The next, no problem, she'll get it herself."

Emma turned away and stomped to the dresser to s.n.a.t.c.h up her jeans. Ignoring both men, she trailed into the bathroom and shut the door. She didn't exactly slam it, but her irritation definitely showed.

She heard Casey whistle low. "Wow. Is she always like that in the morning?"

"Be warned a yes."

Casey chuckled, but Damon, clearly disgruntled, said, "I wouldn't if I was you. What you just saw is nothing compared to how grouchy she'll get if she doesn't get a cup of coffee real soon."

"I'll keep that in mind."

"You do that."

Emma brushed her teeth while praying that Damon would now go back to bed. He did, but not without a parting shot.

"I usually fetch her a cup before I wake her up, especially when she hasn't had enough sleep. But since you did the deed this morning, and at such an unG.o.dly hour at that, you can deal with the consequences all alone."

She heard Damon's door close, then heard Casey mutter to B.B., "You won't let her hurt me, will you, buddy?"

B.B. whined.

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