The Perfect Plan [The Men of Treasure Cove 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (17 page)

“You’re gonna slip her family a mickie!” Emma shouted.

“You son of a bitch!” Macie yelled.

“Oh my God,” Janie whispered.

“Can I kick his ass now!” Charlotte shouted.

Jacks arrived home no worse for the wear. Though his fat lip Charlotte gave him was giving him some trouble, he quickly removed his boots and coat and sighed. The trip into town didn’t go exactly as planned, but nevertheless, his friends agreed to show up tomorrow. Though he knew they were only coming to watch the fireworks, and not in support.

Assholes!

Walking back toward the bedrooms, Jacks’s ears were assaulted with the loud moans of his wife in the throes of ecstasy.

Bastards couldn’t even wait!

They’re assholes, too!

As Jacks neared the bedroom door, he heard his brothers talking.

“I’m still not sure this is gonna work. And we have to be careful.” He heard Davis’s concerns.

“It’s going to work. You’ll see. What could go wrong?” Orin replied

“The plan sucks. It’s going to backfire. All your plans do. And just so we’re clear, when she finds out—and she will—I am blaming you,” Jacks said, making his presence known.

Sighing, Orin just shook his head then looked at his little brother. “What the hell happened to you?”

“Apparently I’m not the only one who thinks your plan sucks. But they agreed to be here. They’re not helping us, but they said they wouldn’t miss this fiasco for the world. Oh, and they thought Lilly would need the support for when this shit plan turns to dust,” Jacks informed them, getting out of his clothes.

Orin just shrugged his shoulders and smiled, turning to find Davis massaging Lilly’s legs. Her eyes were closed, and he knew she was still drifting on and out of that wonderful nothingness, and he was determined to keep her there.

Setting items on the nightstand, he leaned over and kissed her forehead. “How are you feeling, baby?”

“Hmm.”

“I think she is enjoying her massage.” Davis smiled.

“Apparently,” Jacks replied, lying down next to her. His fingers trailed slowly down her back. He watched as she shivered and then sighed heavily, sinking deeper into the mattress. God he loved this woman, and he only prayed that she still loved him after tomorrow.

* * * *

Stretching and yawning, Jacks grinned. Lilly was amazing. Her willingness to experiment and try new things was just what Orin needed, and her submissive nature was just the thing to keep Davis happy. As for him, well, she was sweet as pie, and her quiet thoughtfulness warmed him heart.

He just hoped that after today their lives could go back to normal. If everything went well and Lilly’s father accepted them, then there would be no more plans, parties, or deceptions. He still thought this was a bad plan, and even their friends agreed with him. All he could do now was pray that Lilly’s idea worked and that nobody got hurt.

Jacks knew that Lilly had already gotten up and was probably in the kitchen right now, getting the coffee ready. With his brothers already up and taking care of the morning chores before they hitched up the wagons to cart the neighbors from town, Jacks was going to enjoy some one-on-one time with his wife.

That was when he heard the subtle click of a weapon.

Quickly opening his eyes, Jacks saw his life flash before him.

His worst nightmare had happened.

He stared up at two of the biggest men he had ever seen. Standing over six foot six and weighing no less than two fifty, and with a striking resemblance to Lilly, they looked ready to kill. Of course, the shotguns they had aimed at his head were also a good indication that just maybe, his married life was about to end.

“Lookie, JJ, Princess is finally awake,” the one with bright-red hair said.

“I see that, Samuel.” JJ grinned. “Up an at ’em, Princess. The day’s a wastin’.”

That was the last thing Jacks saw and heard as the one called JJ punched him in the face.

* * * *

Orin was loading the feed in the truck when he heard soft feet walk up behind him and felt a gentle tap on the shoulder. Remembering how sweet and submissive Lilly was last night was wreaking havoc on his body. Already hard and eager, all he wanted to do was sink his cock deep into her warm pussy for the next couple of hours. Smiling, he asked, “Hey, baby. Did you not get enough of my lovin’ last night?”

“Mister, that was the wrong thing to say,” a rough, deep voice said.

Orin quickly turned as a fist landed hard against his jaw, throwing him on his ass.

“I told you he was one of them,” another one said, coming up from behind him.

“That you were right, Thomas. My apologies.” Robert smiled.

“What the hell?” Orin grunted as he tried shaking off the hard punch to his face.

“That’s it, lover boy. Welcome to your hell.” Thomas smiled as Orin watched his large fist swing toward his face, and then everything went dark.

* * * *

Davis had the last wagon pulled from the barn and was attaching the bits and reins to the lead horse when he saw a man walk toward him. Stopping what he was doing, he went to greet the stranger, thinking he may be lost or looking for some work. In these parts, they occasionally got a drifter down on his luck, needing a warm place to stay and a few extra bucks.

Thinking nothing of it, Davis removed his leather glove and went to shake the man’s hand. He was a tall one, standing at least three feet from him, and he was six foot three. The stranger’s strong facial features reminded him of someone, but he couldn’t place him.

“You’re out far from town. What can I do for ya?” Davis asked, shaking the man’s hand.

“Well, for starters, I’d be most appreciative if you would fight, ’cause I really hate it when it’s all one-sided,” the large man said, straight-faced.

“Huh?” Davis said, lowering his hand and taking a step back. Something about the man was off, and he wasn’t too sure of what he meant. But when he bumped into a hard wall, Davis turned and realized that there were two of them.

“Found the last one, Georgie,” the man in front of him said.

“I see that, Billy. But why isn’t he on his ass?” asked the one behind him.

“He didn’t throw down first. You know I won’t hit anyone unless they swing first,” Billy said, kind of hemming and hawing and looking at the ground.

Davis didn’t know what the hell was going on, but with two towering behemoths, all he wanted to do was get the hell away from them. They were talking in riddles, and what he could decipher was that they wanted him to fight, and that wasn’t going to happen.

“Look, gentlemen, I’m sorry you came out all this way, but we don’t have any extra work at this moment. If you want, I can give ya’ll twenty bucks and a ride into town. I know of a nice place where you can get something to eat,” Davis suggested, slowly moving out from between them.

“You hear that, Georgie? Food. I am hungry.”

“Damn it, Billy, stop thinking with your stomach. JJ said just grab ’em, hog-tie ’em, and meet him out back. So get to it. Grab ’em!” Billy shouted as Davis turned to run, but didn’t get far.

Stopped dead in his tracks, he watched as four large men walked toward him, all looking the same but different. What worried him the most was the two bodies two of them carried over their shoulders.

“Aw, shit! Is that Orin and Jacks?” Davis shouted.

“Yeah. Sorry, man, but you understand, don’t ya? You should have just come to us and told us what ya had done. Now we gotta have satisfaction, you understand, right?” Billy said, walking up beside him.

Davis looked dumbfounded at the large oaf next to him, concerned he wasn’t right in the head. Who in the hell were these guys? Runaways from the penitentiary!

The closer the other four got, something deep in the pit of his stomach churned. Looking at the two beside him and the four in front of him, he counted. Four plus two is six.

Six large men.

Six large Neanderthals!

“Fuck, you’re Lilly’s brothers!” Davis yelled as the two beside him grabbed his arms before he could get away.

“Oh, you must be the smart one,” said what Davis assumed was the leader of the bunch.

Fighting hard to break free, Davis shouted, “Look, can’t we just talk about this!”

“Had your chance, little fella. Now it’s time to pay the piper,” the one called Georgie said, and Davis cursed Orin loudly right before a large fist connected with his face.

* * * *

Lilly stepped out of the shower, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around her body. She was sore all over, and she didn’t care. Last night was amazing, and she only hoped that the boys wouldn’t mind doing it again.

She felt her face heat as she walked into the bedroom to get dressed.

Today was the day, the Christmas Eve party, and within an hour her family would arrive. Smiling to herself, she hoped that Orin and Davis wouldn’t be too upset that she foiled their plans, but she couldn’t in good conscience let them spring such news on her father.

She knew her father wouldn’t give a damn if they had everyone in the state of Montana in this house. He was going to blow like Mount St. Helens, so she did the only thing she could do. She had her mother set up a meeting in town, and when her mother arrived the other day, Lilly and her mother drove into Treasure Cove to meet up with her father.

She had to admit, he took it better than she thought, but she could tell he was still upset with her for withholding such a secret, and he was angry that he wasn’t given the opportunity to walk his only daughter down the aisle. Something he told her he had been waiting to do ever since she was a little girl.

But when she told him about the baby, all the anger fled his face, and he accepted her decision. She just wished that Orin and Davis were with her so they could see that Jacks was right all along. Her father wasn’t some brute to be afraid of. He just wanted to know that his daughter was happy and loved. And when her mother confirmed everything that Lilly said, well, her dad said happily, “I can’t wait to meet my new son-in-laws.”

Dressed in a pretty yellow sundress that flowed down to her ankles, Lilly quickly dried her hair and left the room.

With the house already prepared, all she had to do was wait for the guests to arrive. No matter what Orin had planned, and she knew it was going to be a doozie, she let her fears of the unknown flee her mind, and prepared for a day of happiness. Because in the end, her father already knew, she had her mother’s support, and all she needed now was her husbands to share in her joy.

Happy with the turn of events, Lilly walked over the coffeepot. She poured herself a small cup, pleased with herself, and smiled. “What could go wrong?”

That was when she heard the loud rebuttal of a shotgun.

* * * *

Orin, Davis, and Jacks stood side by side as six very large men walked around them. None said a damn thing, for the six hulking men each carried double-barrel shotguns. And when one of them shot a hole into the ice-covered pond right at their feet, they all knew that the shit was about to hit the fan.

“Dude! What the fuck?” Orin yelled, looking at the hole near him as icy cold water splashed his pants.

“You kiss our sister with that mouth, asshole?” said one of the brothers as he lowered his gun and shot another hole near Jacks’s feet.

“Are you crazy? This water is freezing! Are you trying to kill us?” Orin shouted at them.

“Not crazy. Just trying to teach you little fellas some manners,” another one said as he aimed his gun and fired from behind them into the ice.

The sounds of ice cracking stopped all movements.

This wasn’t good.

“Look, Georgie, there is nothing you can do about it now. We married your sister, and we love her. Can’t we just go inside and talk about this,” Davis muttered and turned toward the man as he heard another round of cracking in the ice.

“I’m not Georgie. He is,” said a man pointing to the one beside him.

“Sorry, my mistake.” Davis groaned as Georgie shot another hole into the ice.

* * * *

Lilly could hear the steady ring of shots being fired and ran, just knowing something was wrong. Her heart beat fast as her adrenaline pumped furiously in her veins. Something in her told her that she knew what she was going to find, and as she rounded the barn, her assumptions were correct.

There stood her six brothers, guns in hand, in the middle of the frozen pond, shooting holes into it and waiting for the ice to break.

“What the hell are you Neanderthals doing?” she screamed, grabbing everyone’s attention.

She watched as they all turned to her.

Good, now that I have their attention, let’s see how they like a pissed off sister to boot!

Walking toward them, she heard the first crack but ignored it and kept walking.

“Lilly! Don’t move!” Orin shouted, pushing her brothers aside.