Free Bear Treble (Highland Brothers 4) by Meredith Clarke, Ally Summers Page B

“You’re my music.”
    She sighed. Music had brought them together. It had dropped her on his doorstep. Music would always be a part of their lives, but she knew fate would never separate them.
    Dylan rolled on top of her. “Ready to make another song?”
    She eyed him. “Depends on which kind.”
    But she already knew exactly which kind. She could feel him hard and ready pressed against her leg.
    She smiled. “Make me sing.”

25

Dylan
    Six Months Later
    H e stood on the porch . He picked up one of the guitars. In another day they would have to leave Highland House. Hudson said he needed the place, and Dylan didn’t want to interfere with his cousin’s work.
    They had come back for a two-week break. They both needed the alone time. Layla’s schedule was around the clock work for both of them.
    When he first arrived here six months ago he had writer’s block. He couldn’t put a single note on a page. He couldn’t feel the music in his fingers. He sat on the rocker, pulling the guitar in his lap.
    All of that was different now. He had faced his bear, and instead of destroying his life it had made it whole. Layla had made him whole. She was music. She was the lyric he needed most.
    He strummed a C chord and sang the first words that came to mind. He belted out the rest when he heard Layla clear her throat behind him. He turned and smiled as she walked toward him, her hand resting on her round belly.
    “What did you think?” he asked.
    “Is that for the cubs?”
    “I didn’t know I could write a lullaby.” He leaned forward and pressed a kiss on her stomach.
    “I think they’ll love it.” She looked out into the woods. “I can’t believe everything that has happened in the past six months.”
    He stood next to her, circling his arm around her waist. “Let’s see. You have a number one album with four number one hits. You had the highest-grossing world tour. Well, the part you were able to finish.” He brushed the hair off her neck to kiss her. It was one of his favorite spots. “And we found each other.”
    She threaded her fingers through his. “And we have these two.” She looked down at her stomach. “Two cubs on the way.”
    “I’m sorry we have to leave tomorrow, baby.” He knew how much she loved Highland House. It had become her refuge as much as it was the brothers in the family. It was the one place the paparazzi hadn’t yet discovered.
    They were clamoring to get a picture of her in maternity clothes, or shopping for the nursery.
    “I was thinking….”
    “Uh-oh. Do I want to know?”
    She twisted those pouty lips together, and Dylan felt his bear start to jerk loose. She drove him crazy. “What if we get a place like this? Somewhere in the middle of nowhere where we can raise the cubs? You can teach them what they need to know about their shifter heritage, and I can…I can teach them how to sing.” She smiled sweetly.
    “You want your own Highland House?”
    “I was thinking we could call it the Highland-Love House.”
    Dylan chuckled. “I think it sounds like a good idea.”
    “Really?”
    “Yes. If it makes you happy and keeps the cubs safe, then yes. Let’s do it.”
    Layla squealed. “Ok, this is perfect because there is some land for sale.”
    “Wait, you’ve already looked at land?”
    She batted her eyelashes. “Dylan, I knew you’d say yes.”
    Her tilted her chin upward. “You do know me don’t you?”
    She sighed as he kissed her. “And I know what we should do before we have to leave.” She winked with mischief. “You, me, and a piano?” She walked out of his embrace and toward the door.
    Dylan grinned. He didn’t know embracing his bear could bring him the balance he so desperately needed. It brought the music back, and it brought him the love he always needed—Layla.
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