Authors: Melody Snow Monroe
The Callens 6
Devonne, a top LA runway model, is tired of the pressure and wants to retire. A chance charity fashion show, put on by the Callens, leads her to Intrigue, Wyoming. A room assignment snafu lands her at the home of Ian and Max Callen, hot twins who couldn’t be more different. Sexy Ian is a playboy while hunky Max is Mr. Protector whose serious nature couldn’t be farther from Ian’s fun-loving self.
When Devonne gets to know both men, she sees the essence of each one. She loves Ian’s passion and adores Max’s intellect and his need to care for his family. When Ian sets her body on fire, she knows she wants both men. Max is convinced his carefree brother will end up hurting Devonne, and he tries to set her free. What does she have to do to convince them to join her in a loving ménage relationship?
Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among siblings.
Contemporary, Ménage a Trois/Quatre, Western/Cowboys
The Callens 6
Melody Snow Monroe
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The Callens 6
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“Didn’t think I’d get the last one,” Ian said.
His brother’s tone held too much bravado for Max’s tastes, but he let it slide. Max Callen was thrilled Ian had beaten that veteran bidder. “Let’s go get ’em.”
He and his brother headed to the pen at the Intrigue, Wyoming arena to inspect their new additions.
Ian walked around the cattle, looking over each one again. “What do you think?”
“I think these are the finest I’ve ever seen. There’s not a mottled hide in the bunch.” Max wrapped an arm around his brother’s shoulders. “You’re a real genius, not only when it comes to identifying the best animal in the pen but on outsmarting every other bidder.” Maybe he was overdoing it, but Ian did have a great eye when it came to picking the best beef.
Ian grinned. “Yeah. I knew that old man had his eye on those heifers, so I waited until the end to put in my bid. I think he wasn’t sure I really wanted them.”
Ian needed the encouragement. “We wouldn’t be half the success we are without your talent.”
His brother’s eyes shimmered, and then his twin punched him in the arm. “If I hadn’t been looking at that pretty rancher, I bet I could have gotten number seventy-eight also.”
That was true. Max didn’t want to build up his brother’s confidence too much, or he’d just find another reason to party. “Come on. Let’s get these cows home.”
They’d brought their big trailer for hauling cattle, and they proceeded to round them up. “I’ve been meaning to ask if you and Dustin ever finished building that dual runway Mom asked you to make for the charity fashion show.” Most likely he’d be the one who stayed up all night getting it done the night before the models arrived.
Ian appeared extra proud. “Yup. Dustin is amazing with a hammer.”
So that was how it got done. “He owns a construction company. He better be good.”
Ian herded the first of the cows into the trailer. “True.” He shrugged. “Actually, Dustin brought Colby with him, and those two did most of the work. But I supervised.”
He could see it now. Ian had probably dragged a porch chair over to the building site and sipped a beer while his older brother and their brother-in-law did the work. Ian made a great armchair quarterback.
Once the cattle were loaded, he hopped in the cab and headed back home. Not all auctions were successful, but this time, even their dad would be proud of their haul.
Back at their ranch, they unloaded the steers and cows into the pen. “I’ll call the vet in the morning and have him check these guys out.” After he got the okay, he’d release the animals onto the range.
“Sounds good.” Ian lifted his arm and sniffed. “What do you say once I shower, we head over to the Raging Bull Saloon and celebrate?”
Ever since their sister, Jenny, married the owner, Ian gave that as a reason to spend more and more time at the bar.
“I’ve got a lot of paperwork to fill out for these big boys.” Running a ranch required work, which was something Ian had yet to realize.
“Don’t be such a stick-in-the-mud. Come with me. It’ll be fun.”
Given Ian’s mood, maybe it would be best if he went along. It might keep his wild brother out of trouble. Even though they were twins, they didn’t look or act anything alike. Ian was a few inches shorter and a bit stockier. The women seemed to love his overly gregarious brother, but Ian always bitched that Max had gotten the good looks in the family. He wasn’t sure about that claim.
Needing a shower, too, he headed off to his room to get cleaned up. When he finished throwing on a pair of comfortable, old jeans and a T-shirt, he went back out to the kitchen. A few minutes later, Ian waltzed in with wet hair, polished boots, and a tight plaid shirt. The man was in pickup mode. As long as he didn’t bring home a woman until after the fashion show, Max wouldn’t complain. They’d promised their mom they’d be willing to transport the ladies wherever they needed to go. Actually, Ian had been the one to volunteer for that job.
Ian plucked the shirt off Max’s chest. “You look like a slob.”
So his shirt had a few holes in it. “It’s comfortable.”
“Do you have no desire to get laid?”
He wondered when his brother would grow up. “I’m willing to share anytime we find someone who strikes our fancy.” To be truthful, he relied mostly on Ian to bring the women home. They were the type who enjoyed a threesome and who weren’t looking for a permanent relationship. Most of the time, the experience left him unfulfilled.
“I’ll keep an eye out for the perfect woman.”
He chuckled. “You do that, little brother.”
As expected, Ian bristled at the endearment, but this time he didn’t shoot back a retort. Ian was two minutes younger, and in the twin world, that meant everything.
Max volunteered to drive. Ian had a tendency to overindulge sometimes, and they didn’t need any more incidences. Once they arrived at the bar, Max was a bit surprised the place was so packed. It was only Thursday.
As soon as they walked in, the music seemed louder than usual, and the bar almost full. His brother-in-law, Jackson, was tending bar, which was always a pleasure.
Max maneuvered his way over to him and slipped onto a stool at the end. Max smiled and wiped the counter clean in front of him. “Howdy, Max. What can I get you?”
Since he and Ian were celebrating, he thought he’d start with a beer. Jackson poured him a draft. “Why’s it so crowded tonight?”
Jackson lowered his gaze. “Not very observant are you?”
That was a challenge. He turned around and immediately spotted half a dozen men surrounding a few females. “I see.”
“Those are some of the models for Veronica’s charity fashion show.”
That made no sense. “I thought we were supposed to pick up the whole group tomorrow in Cheyenne.”
Jackson shrugged. “Apparently, some modeling agency in Los Angeles sent their girls in early.”
“How do you know so much about them?”
He chuckled. “Your mom asked if I’d do the lighting for the stage. I happened to mention that to one of the girls, and she filled me in.”
Poor guy. His mom seemed to have gotten everyone involved in her cause. “Don’t tell me she conned Randy into playing the music?”
“You guessed it. They’re putting a piano on the stage so he can see the girls as they walk down the runway.”
Who hadn’t she tapped? “You know if Sam got dragged into this?” His sister was very busy with not only her new ranch, but with her new baby.