Free Alexander, Kortny - Surrendering to Summer [Whispering Mountain 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Kortny Alexander Page A

time. How dare he say she had been walking around flashing her tits and cunt at them? Of course Denver and Dillon had seen, tasted, and touched her breasts. She did not flaunt anything intentionally.
    It was obvious that Dalton hadn’t known what had gone on between her and Denver. She didn’t care either way. And from what had transpired between her, Dillon, and Denver, there were no complaints from either man. It was just sourpuss Dalton.
    When she had utilized the hot tub, she wore a two-piece bathing suit. She wasn’t a complete slut. Although last night she had gone into the kitchen in just her panties and camisole, Summer had no intention of tempting anyone. They were all asleep. She enjoyed being naked. But only when she was alone. If she had known Dalton was home she would not have done such a thing. His behavior had been totally uncalled-for.
    Summer caught sight of a few workers in the distance as she made her way over the hill that brought them into her sights. She spotted Dillon right away. He was just as tall as Dalton with the same cobalt blue eyes but his build was slightly slimmer. Summer would know Dillon anywhere just by the sight of those dark brown curls touching his collar. He was talking to one of the workers and he looked agitated. Summer skirted around the side of a small storage building so he wouldn’t see her. She had not spotted Denver yet and that was probably for the best. She didn’t feel like talking to either of them at the moment. There was no need to look as if she was tattling on Dalton and causing a rift. She just needed Daisy.
    “I can only assume you are hiding from my brothers,” Daisy teased as Summer rounded the opposite corner of the building. Summer gasped at the surprise.
    “Daisy, you scared the crap out of me. I was looking for you actually. How did you know I was out here?” Summer had her hand pressed against her chest trying to calm herself.
    Daisy tapped her cell phone. “Dalton texted me, Dillon, and Denver. Told us to be on the lookout. He must have really stepped in it. Personally I wondered how long it would take you to run out of there screaming.” Daisy hooked an arm through Summer’s and began walking towards the stables.
    Summer knew why she had immediately taken to Daisy. Being the oldest of four girls, Daisy reminded Summer of one of her sisters. Daisy was friendly and easy to talk to. She had the familiar brown hair as her brothers but her eyes were green like her mother’s. Daisy was the same height as Summer, five foot five, and she didn’t take crap from her brothers.
    Summer had heard that Daisy had even managed to get into a few fights at the bar in town that was owned by a few of her cousins, only to have the sheriff bring her home. Luckily for Daisy, the sheriff was married to another one of her cousins. The Durden family was huge.
    “Your brothers are not that bad, Daisy.” Was she crazy or delusional? Isn’t that why Summer was looking for Daisy in the first place?
    “Uh-huh.” She gave Summer a skeptical look. “I grew up with them. I know how they argue, fuss, and fight. They have this unhealthy habit of picking fights for kicks. I don’t know what Dalton did and I don’t think I really want to know just yet, but let’s run over to my house and fix some sandwiches. We can pack them up and have lunch over by Mom’s creek. It’s nice out and you look like you need a break.”
    “Damn, Daisy, am I that easy to read?” Summer smiled. She did need a break, a breather. And she wanted to see the creek. It wasn’t as if she was running from Dalton, but if she didn’t get away from him she would have lost her mind. How the hell was she going to survive the rest of the week with these men?
    “I will tell Wayne to get the horses ready for us and we will get moving.”

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    The pair had ridden to the far western portion of the ranch until they reached the creek Daisy termed her favorite spot. Using a blanket Daisy had stashed in