Craving (Steel Brothers Saga #1)

“There are strangers who have the right training to help someone like you. In fact— Oh, fuck, never mind. If you want to build a house, build a fucking house. Maybe Marj will want the ranch house. Maybe she’ll never marry, or maybe she’ll marry some poor pauper who wants to live big in the main house. Who knows?”


I unrolled the land plats I had brought with me. “I’m looking at this place.” I pointed to the beautiful area I had chosen to build my home on. “It’s right on the lake, and you don’t currently use it for grazing land.”

Joe grabbed the plat and took a look. “I don’t see why you can’t have it. But you know it’s open grazing out here, so the animals could make their way to you.”

“I have no problem with that.” I liked animals. They understood me. They didn’t press. They didn’t judge. They didn’t ask questions I couldn’t answer. That silly mutt Roger had come around about a year ago, begging for food. I’d fed him, and I’d made a friend for life. The little guy doted on me, followed me everywhere, and I loved it. I loved him, as much as I was capable. Animals were easy to love. All Roger asked was a meal every day, a warm bed at my feet, and a scratch behind the ear now and then, and he gave me his loyalty unconditionally.

“It’s pretty far removed from the rest of us.”

“And?”

Jonah shook his head. “And nothing. I guess that’s how you want it, Tal. One more wall you can lock around yourself.”

“When you’ve walked a mile in my shoes, brother, you can judge me.” I stood.

Jonah stood as well. “Talon, I would have gladly walked in your shoes to spare you the pain.”

“You can’t say that. You don’t know…”

“You’re right. I don’t know. I don’t pretend to know everything you’ve been through. But that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t have done anything to protect you. You’re my younger brother.” He let out a heavy sigh. “It should’ve been me.”

“We’ve been through this time and time again. There was nothing you could have done.”

“I should’ve been there to protect you. You were there to protect Ryan, and I should’ve been there for you.”

“And what would that have accomplished? You would’ve gone through the hell instead of me? Or maybe we both would have? Is that truly what you wanted?”

“Of course not. What I would’ve wanted was for neither of us to go through it. But if it had to be one of us, I would’ve preferred it to be me.”

My skin prickled. The thought of either of my brothers enduring what I had nauseated me. “That’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard, Joe. Look at me. I’m alive. What more can I want?”

“You’re not alive, man. You’re a goddamned corpse walking around—no feelings, all those walls. That’s not living, bro.”

“I’m doing the best I can. This is all the living I know right now.”

“Talon, that’s a fucking lie and you know it. You know what? I changed my mind. I do need that little plot of land for pasturing. I don’t want you building a house there, or anywhere, for that matter. If Jade is getting inside your skin, I’m all for it. You won’t let any of the rest of us in. If she can get in, maybe she can help you.”

“Fuck you,” I said through gritted teeth. “I’m going to go start the process for the permit. That land belongs to me too, damn it.”

My older brother sat down and threaded his fingers through his tousled hair once more. “Fine.”

I turned and walked out the door.

Right into Jade Roberts.





Chapter Seven





Jade




The Great Wall of Talon Steel stopped me in my tracks. Damn. “Sorry.”

“What are you doing here?” He didn’t smile.

Of course, he never smiled.

“I came to see Jonah. Why is that any of your business anyway?”

“Joe’s getting ready to head out to pasture and check on some steers. And everything that happens on this ranch is my business, blue eyes.”

I doubted that, but why argue? Besides, my tummy was fluttering from the “blue eyes.” I had a feeling he could call me just about anything and I’d react. “I haven’t seen him since I’ve been here, and I want to say hi and thank him for letting me stay.”

“I see. Well, don’t let me get in your way.” He turned and walked away.

I knocked on the door and then opened it. “Is anyone here?”

“Yeah, come on in.” Jonah was in the corner, checking the spurs on his boots. “Hey, Jade.”

“Hi. Sorry if I’ve come along at a bad time.”

“Not at all. I have a few minutes. What’s on your mind?”

Talon. But I couldn’t say that. “Not a whole lot. I just wanted to come by and thank you for letting me stay at the main house with Marj.”

“Oh, that’s no problem at all. As you’ve seen, we’ve got the room. We’re happy to have you.”

“I’m glad. I really appreciate all you guys are doing for me.”

“Any friend of Marjorie’s is a friend of ours.”

“Yeah… Well, I’ll see you around. I’ll let you get back to your work.” I turned.

“Jade, wait a minute.”

I turned back. “Yeah?”

Jonah walked toward me, his spurs clacking on the floor. “There’s something I want to ask you, if you don’t mind.”

“Not at all.”

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