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No, he couldn’t. Not if he wanted to sleep at night.
“You don’t meet a lot of genuinely honest people who are true to their character like Autumn and seem to really enjoy themselves. Not in Hollywood, at least.”
“Hmm.” Was there something underlying there, and why was he suddenly reading something into her words? He was a man. He didn’t stress over every word spoken. “Well, luckily you’re headed to Coleville, Montana, ma’am. The cowboys there are as genuine as the day is long.”
That was a stupid line. Was he trying to push her on his brothers?
She studied him, as if reading something into his words. The plane stopped momentarily, and he knew Paul would be getting clearance to take off.
“I like genuine,” she said.
Did she think he hadn’t been genuine with her? If he’d wanted to lie, he sure wouldn’t have told her about Lily. Not that he’d shared much. He felt like he’d shared just enough to incriminate himself. What explanation could he attempt to give her that wouldn’t make it worse? He was in a lose-lose situation—finding the woman of his dreams while still halfway committed to the woman who’d waited years for him.
“How many brothers do you have?” she asked.
“Five brothers, six counting me.”
“Oh my. Your poor mother.”
He laughed. “She loves it. Her boys are the highlight of her life. Of course she nags us all about getting married and making beautiful grandbabies.”
Her eyes widened. “Tell me about your brothers, please. Start at the top.”
When Miles agreed to protect her and take her home, he’d been focused on keeping Eva safe and, in the back of his mind, finding a chance to talk to Lily and be free to pursue Eva. He hadn’t stopped to think about his lineup of handsome, tough, and impressive brothers surrounding her. And none of them had a ‘girl’ currently. Shoot.
“Clint’s the oldest,” he began. “The sheriff of our county.”
“Impressive.”
“He is,” he admitted.
The plane picked up speed, racing along the runway.
“How old is Clint?”
“Thirty-two.”
“Married?”
“No, ma’am. A lady broke his heart six months ago, two weeks before their wedding day.”
“That’s awful.”
“It was.” He despised Sheryl Dracon. An angelic face and a dragon’s heart. Sheryl had two-timed Clint and their friend and neighbor Cade Miller. Cade was happily married to the infamous Jacqueline Oliver now. The two of them were in hiding from her at-large criminal of a father.
“I’m next in line.”
She only nodded. No follow-up questions.
The plane got up to speed and lifted off, soaring quickly up into the night air. The wheels thumped back into the undercarriage.
“Then the twins, Easton and Walker. They’re twenty-eight. Easton is a bull rider as you saw, and Walker is the roper. He prefers steer roping, but it’s only recognized in ten states, so he mostly does tie-down roping.”
“It’s recognized in Wyoming,” she said.
“It is.”
“You forget I’m from a ranch too.”
