11
TYLER
“We weren’t expecting you,” Mason said, opening the door wide for us to enter. We’d walked the distance to his house—with Brody and their wife, Laurel—where the group congregated for the meals. As Kane, Ian and Emma had the biggest kitchen, it was usually served at their house—the house we’d been staying in—but had relocated for the duration.
Emily stood between us, Xander’s hand at the small of her back. I liked having her in the middle, knowing she belonged to us and was ours to protect. What I didn’t like was seeing the outline of her hard n*****s through her dress. My c**k hardened, which made walking uncomfortable. Perhaps skipping her corset wasn’t such a good idea.
“We will eat and then be on our way,” I told him. “It’s time to return to our own ranch.”
“Yes,” Brody ad
