The Brothers of Whiskey River, Book 3
Meet the Kellys of Whiskey River, Texas, men who have always gone through life, and women, with their father’s legendary charm.
Wyatt Kelly, CEO of Kelly Boots, is rumored to do everything with his cowboy boots on, including seducing women into memorable one-night stands. Growing up the second eldest son of a philandering charmer, Wyatt’s seen first hand how messy relationships can get when the heart’s involved, and he’s determined to leave no scars. No woman’s tempted Wyatt to break his vow until he meets Juliette Rossi.
Juliette is all about business. She’s focused on turning the lavender farm she and her cousin inherited into a successful, world-wide company. Her meticulous plans are on the right track until she accepts a dare to spend the night with Wyatt after the annual Boots & Bangles Gala. Juliette’s fantasized about Wyatt for years... One night will get him out of her system for good, right?
Can she convince Wyatt that he’s more than his Kelly heritage? Will Wyatt agree that one night just isn't enough?
Wyatt Kelly heard the whispers as he entered the courtyard where the annual Boots and Bangles charity gala was being held. He ignored them as he walked toward the bar. God knew tonight he needed a drink more than ever.
The gala had been his father's party. Always. It felt even more to Wyatt now that his father had died. When his dad had been a toddler he'd thought the event was for him, little "Boots" Kelly. His parents had indulged the charming toddler and Wyatt admitted to himself that if they'd not given in to him as much maybe he wouldn't have been...well, his dad was his dad.
Sure, he’d been surprised when he learned he had two illegitimate half-brothers. Twins. But he hadn't been shocked. A man who was that charming around women, and who had barely ever heard the word no, moved through life expecting it to bend to his will, and it did.
"Whiskey neat," he said as he got to the bar. The event company that had been planning the gala for the last decade had pulled out all the stops once again. His mother, Boots's first, Paloma, sat on the board and ruled over the event like a queen. Good luck to any of Boots’s later wives who tried to horn in on her territory.
"Wonder if any other siblings are going to come out of the woodwork?" He heard a woman say.
"They all have to live together on the ranch...I'd give up my first born to live there with them."
He downed his drink and turned around but it was hard to tell who had made the comment. The groups of chattering men and women were all nestled around him.
He signalled for a second drink.
He'd been working long hours mainly because that was his way, but he also had a hard time going home to the ranch each night and finding strangers there. Yeah, he'd played pool with them, watched basketball with them, but essentially his new "brothers" were strangers. And like Trey and his horses, Wyatt had retreated to the one place where he could hide.
Of course Xander was nosing around looking for a way to make himself useful at Kelly Boots and he didn’t blame the guy. He was an IT genius who had invented an algorithm that made finances easier to manage for large businesses.
"Quite the shindig,” Nicholas said, coming up to him dressed in a tux.
Wyatt had high-carded him to get him to wear the “monkey suit” as Nicholas called it.
"Yeah, it is. Did you get the boots I sent over?" Wyatt asked. Each year Kelly Boots created one pair of speciality boots to be auctioned off. This year they’d made them in honor of Boots, and Wyatt had decided all four of his sons should have a pair that was distinctive but not as flashy as the ones made to represent Boots.
Nicholas nodded and gestured to his feet. "I’m not sure that my sponsor will be happy if the news gets out."
Nicholas was a pro, bull-rider champ. Having to spend a year living in Whiskey River was affecting him the most. His job was all about moving around the country and competing. All four of Boots’s sons had been working with Ryder to try to find a loophole for Nicholas but for right now the rodeo cowboy was having fun playing pool and changing the names of the suites in their house from things like the Paloma suite to South Fork.
Wyatt had a chuckle over that, even though it was the suite named for his mom. She was ostentatious and over the top. It was classy but fussy. Give him a hardwood floor and a big, leather couch and he’d be happy.
"Maybe it's time for a new sponsor," Wyatt said. He didn’t like the idea of another boot company making money off his brother.
"Yeah," Wyatt said. No more hiding from these brothers. "Come by the office next week and we can figure it out."
"Sounds good," Nicholas said.
"Wonder which one is the best in the sack?" Wyatt heard a woman say.
"Me," Nicholas said, turning around. "Come and dance with me and I'll show you some of my moves."
Wyatt laughed as two women stepped forward and Nicholas wrapped his arm around both of them and led them to the dance floor. Nicholas reminded him a lot of their father. It wasn't his looks as much as the way he was around women. The easy way he moved through life.
Wyatt felt like he was always fighting something. Probably a legacy of his mother's intensity.
"I heard he does everything with his boots on."
Frustrated Wyatt turned to confront whoever said that. But couldn’t pinpoint the speaker in the crush of people behind him. He took his boots off to have sex. Hell, what man wanted to sleep with his boots on?
He walked away from the bar whiskey in one hand. His reputation was well-earned but tonight he wasn’t really sure he could be civil. He felt like his wild-catter ancestor Baron Kelly.
Wild. Unpredictable. Ready to howl at the moon.
A Little Bit Stronger by Leighton Meester
Call Me (Come Back Home) by Al Green
Don’t by Ed Sheeran
Roar by Katy Perry
Night Changes by One Direction
In Your Arms by Nico & Vinz
50 Ways to Say Goodbye by Train
Come And Get Your Love by Redbone
Sex On Fire by Kings of Leon
Don’t Wanna Fight by Alabama Shakes
This Probably Won’t End Well by The Order of Things
First Kiss by Kid Rock