Chapter 2

The three men watched as Dallas disappeared into the house like a tiny tornado. After the door was slammed closed, Peyton turned and looked at his best friends. The three of them stared at each other for several long moments.

“What the hell? My sister? Really?” Peyton dragged his hands back through his hair and then put his hands on his hips.

Zane and Cole didn’t move. They just stood there staring at him. The simple truth was, they had no idea what had happened. They knew what had happened, just didn’t understand how it had happened. When they’d come back from Chubby’s the night before, they hadn’t any intentions of taking Dallas the way they had. They knew that she was off limits, always had been, but somehow, when she was around, all rational thought and logic flew right out the window. Because of Peyton’s untimely entrance, they hadn’t even had a chance to bask in the morning glow of after sex.

“You can’t keep protecting her,” Zane said.

Col