Kate Hoffmann - The Mighty Quinns - Brody

She shook her head. “No.”

“Do you regret what just happened?”

She drew another breath and then twisted to face him. “I hope you don’t think I just go around kissing strangers, because I don’t. It’s just that I…” Payton paused. “No, I don’t regret it. It was…nice.”

“Onya,” he replied, satisfied with “nice.” Next time it happened, it would be better than nice. Brody grinned. There would be a next time. And a time after that…

“Onya?”

“Good onya,” Brody corrected. “Ah…good for you.”

“Right, good for me,” she said, nodding. “I mean, on me. Good on me.”

“No, it doesn’t work that way.” He grinned.

She smiled and shrugged. “Then, good onya. On you.”

“No worries, then?” he said, knowing full well that his kiss was more than welcome.

“No worries,” she replied.

Brody chuckled. “And feel free to perv on me whenever you like. Because I wouldn’t mind if that happened again. Between us. But I should warn you off on the other blokes.”

“Blokes?”

“It’s mostly men on the station. There’s just our cook and housekeeper, Mary. You’ll be the only other woman. The boys on Kerry Creek are root rats of the first order, so keep a watch out for them. They go through women like water.” All of a sudden Brody regretted his decision to bring Payton out to the station. He should have flown them both straight back to Fremantle, to his comfortable apartment with the big soft bed and the river views.

Though Callum and Teague weren’t quite as bad as the rest of the jackaroos, his brothers wouldn’t be immune to Payton’s beauty. Women were in short supply in the bush and Brody intended to keep her all to himself. He’d have to find a way to make that clear to his brothers before they got any ideas about seducing her.

“Root rats,” she said. “I suppose I could guess at the meaning of that.” She sighed. “Are there a lot of root rats where we’re going?”

“Yeah,” Brody said. “But if any bloke cracks on you, just speak up. I’ll sort him out.”

“If any guy comes on to me, you’ll punch his lights out?”

“That too,” Brody said, chuckling. “Don’t worry, you’ll be safe. I’ll watch out for you.”

She’d be safe from the other blokes, but could he guarantee she’d be safe from him? Right now, his thoughts weren’t so much focused on protecting her as they were on seducing her. And he couldn’t help but wonder what was going through her pretty head.

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