Back Not a Hero
Chapters (39)
  1. Cover
  2. About Not a Hero
  3. Acknowledgments
  4. Prologue
  5. Chapter One
  6. Chapter Two
  7. Chapter Three
  8. Chapter Four
  9. Chapter Five
  10. Chapter Six
  11. Chapter Seven
  12. Chapter Eight
  13. Chapter Nine
  14. Chapter Ten
  15. Chapter Eleven
  16. Chapter Twelve
  17. Chapter Thirteen
  18. Chapter Fourteen
  19. Chapter Fifteen
  20. Chapter Sixteen
  21. Chapter Seventeen
  22. Chapter Eighteen
  23. Chapter Nineteen
  24. Chapter Twenty
  25. Chapter Twenty-One
  26. Chapter Twenty-Two
  27. Chapter Twenty-Three
  28. Chapter Twenty-Four
  29. Chapter Twenty-Five
  30. Chapter Twenty-Six
  31. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  32. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  33. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  34. Chapter Thirty
  35. Chapter Thirty-One
  36. Preview of Lethal Balance
  37. Excerpt for Lethal Balance
  38. Also by Cherise Sinclair
  39. About the Author

“I guess I never told you, did I?” Gabe patted her knee. “Yes, Bull’s my brother. Caz too. The scrawny Hispanic you met at the roadhouse the other night.”

He meant the devastatingly gorgeous, leanly muscled Hispanic? Then again, Caz and Bull called Gabe old man. Brothers were weird. “Does anyone in town know you men are siblings?”

“Only a few.” Bull flashed his signature grin. “The sarge only had a couple of friends in Rescue—and when we visited him, we weren’t into being sociable. I was building a business in Anchorage, and Caz was in grad school and being a nurse practitioner. Gabe was in LA, then South America. And Hawk—hell, like always, he was off getting shot at.”

“I see.” She took a long gulp of beer. Dante and Lillian knew about the guys being brothers, and maybe Sarah, too, since the coffee shop owner seemed to know everything about everyone.

But sheesh, these guys took private to a whole new level.

Gabe took a drink of beer and then waggled the bottle. “Why don’t you tell me what the bribe is for?”

“I’m supposed to remind you about the town council meeting this evening. As chief of police, you’re expected to be there.”

“It’s good to have expectations,” Gabe said mildly.

“Listen, old man…”

Why did Bull sound so worried? “He’ll be there,” Audrey told Bull.

Gabe lifted an eyebrow. “Will I?”

“Well, yes, of course. It’s your job, your duty, and I know you take that seriously, even when it makes you unhappy.”

Bull’s grin was wide. “You have a good read on him, woman. Looks like I’ll see you both tonight.”

“Me?” Her mouth dropped open. “I don’t need to—”

“If I have to go, so do you.” Gabe gave her a really mean look.

Uh-oh. She’d really over-reached her bounds. “Oh my, it’s getting late, and I should get cleaned up. If you’re leaving now, Bull, how about I catch a ride with you?”

As she started to rise, Gabe gripped her hand and drew her back to the blanket. “I don’t think we’re finished here, Goldilocks.”

“But…”

Gabe waved his brother along. “See you later, Bull.”

Bull’s booming laugh sounded before he disappeared into the forest.

Audrey frowned at Gabe. “I thought you said we were finished hiking.”

“We are. There might be a couple of other things to finish up.” He ran a finger over her lower lip.

Tingles spread from his light touch in a wave over her skin.

“Other things.” Her voice came out husky.

“I could be wrong.” He bent. His mouth brushed against hers. Tantalizing. Tempting.

Oh, the way he kissed… Needing more, she leaned into him. Gripping his shirt, she resisted when he started to straighten.

He huffed a laugh. “Or not.”

“Yep.” His mouth settled on hers again, firmer, claiming a response.