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  He closed his eyes and realized he still felt peaceful. He’d worried that, once they left Yellowstone behind, maybe he’d sink into a depression, but it was as if Lina was still there with him.

  The Goddess.

  Lucky bastards. He smiled. He couldn’t summon jealousy for her men if he tried. She was where she rightfully should be, and if her prediction proved correct, he could summon patience, somehow, until they found their own One.

  Cail touched his shoulder. “You okay, Brod?”

  He didn’t open his eyes, just conjured Lina’s face in his mind. “Yeah. I’m okay.”

  “Really?”

  He finally looked at him and nodded. “Really.”

  Epilogue

  They arrived home in Arcadia a little after ten the next morning. Brodey dropped his bags in the huge walk-in closet. He’d take care of them later. He found Ain outside, cleaning the pool filter. Ain glanced at him, then focused on his task.

  He knelt next to Ain. “No,” Brodey quietly said. “Like this.” He was usually the one that did it, knew the stupid thing sometimes got hung up if you didn’t put it in exactly right.

  Ain sat back, out of his way, and looked at him. “You okay?” he finally asked.

  Brodey offered up a half-hearted smile. “Yeah. I’m sorry about before.”

  Ain shook his head. “No, don’t apologize. Been there, done that.” He watched while Brodey finished the job. “I know we’ll find Her one day, Brod. I swear we will. She’ll be special. We’ll all feel it. I just know it.”

  Brodey nodded. “I know.” He finished and stood, offered Ain a hand getting up. “Thanks for making me go.”

  “Did you take down a bison?”

  “Not exactly.”

  Ain studied his brother. “What happened out there? Cail wouldn’t say anything on the phone.”

  Brodey shrugged and stared at the woods. He needed a run before they sat down and talked it all out. And some of the things that happened would forever remain private between him and Lina. “Got back to nature. Went tracking in the woods. Did a little communing with a Goddess.”

  “Found religion? Oh geez,” he teased.

  “Not exactly. Did get the answer to one vital question though.”

  They started back to the house. “What’s that?”

  Brodey smiled. “Bears do shit in the woods.”

  “Oh, man. Wally was there?”

  THE END

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  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Tymber Dalton lives in southwest Florida with her husband (aka “The World’s Best Husband™”), son, and too many dogs. When she’s not dodging hurricanes or writing, she can be found doing line edits or reading or thinking up something else to write. She’s a bestselling writer published in several genres, authoring books such as “Love Slave for Two,” “Trouble Comes in Threes,” “Love at First Bight,” and others. Tymber loves to hear from readers! Please feel free to drop by her website and sign up for her newsletter to keep abreast of the latest news, views, snarkage, and releases. (Don’t forget to look up her writing “alter ego,” Lesli Richardson!)

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  Also by Tymber Dalton

  Love Slave for Two: Beginnings

  Love Slave for Two

  Love Slave for Two: Family Matters

  Love at First Bight

  Tasty Treats Anthology, Volume 3: Boiling Point

  Trouble Comes in Threes

  Storm Warning

  Three Dog Night

  Safe Harbor

  Writing as Lesli Richardson

  Cross Country Chaos

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