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Where had that kiss come from? And when the hell was the last time a simple kiss had pretty much knocked him on his ass?

He frowned and shoved his hands into his pants pockets He sure as hell kneasn’t just him No woman responded to a touch and kiss like she did unless she was enjoying it as much as he had

“You gonna tellon?” Maverick crossed the kitchen and opened the fridge He grabbed a cold beer for hi soon, and a late-night beer wasn’t in the cards

“I’ood”

Maverick opened his uy could be relentless Theirup her face when she spied the around her shoulders in soft waves, and without a stitch of makeup on, she was about as far from the jet-set life she’d led these past years as she was from the moon

“I ondering where my boys were”

The hairs on the back of Cooper’s neck instantly stood on end He looked at Maverick and could tell by the set of his jaw, his brother felt the sa in her expression, that had Cooper straightening

She s, and ran her fingers through her hair before tucking a curl behind her ear

“You want a cup of tea?” Maverick asked

Isabel shook her head “No I’ht, and the lines around them seemed deeper It could be that she was just overtired, but Cooper had a feeling there was more to it

Dread hit him

like a haht be on point, but when it ca the fan, Cooper had that one covered He knew so was, it wasn’t anything good

He took a ave himself a mental shake “You want to head to the fa his mother carefully

She nodded, her s a bit “That would be nice”

Cooper and Maverick followed their mother to the family room, and, restless, Cooper didn’t sit but stood near the fireplace, watching Isabel carefully She slid onto the sofa near hih escaped