He continued to drive through the neighborhood, turning left, then right. After ten minutes he found himself facing a large shopping mall, which he had driven past the previous evening on his way in from the airport. He was about to turn around when his cell phone rang.

Nash checked the caller ID, then pulled over and hit the Talk button.

“What's up?" he asked, even though he had a good idea of the answer.

“I'm checking on you," Kevin, his twin brother said. "Did you flake out on me at the last minute or are you really here?"

“I'm in town."

“You're kidding." Kevin sounded surprised. Nash shared the feeling. The last place he'd expected to be was here. Given the choice he would be at work-getting lost in an assignment, or training or even paperwork.

“What changed your mind?" his brother asked.

“I wasn't given a choice. You told me to get my butt here or you'd drag me yourself."

“Right. Like me telling you what to do has made you do anything." Kevin laughed. "I'm glad you made it, though. I've met with a couple of the guys. Travis and Kyle Haynes." Their half brothers. Family they'd never known about. Nash still couldn't get his mind around the concept. "And?"

“It went great. There's a physical resemblance I didn't expect. Our mutual father has some pretty powerful genes. We're about the same height and build. Dark hair, dark eyes." Someone said something in the background Nash didn't catch.

Kevin chuckled. "Haley says to tell you they're all good-looking. I wouldn't know about that. It's a chick thing." Haley? Before Nash could ask, Kevin continued.

“We've set up a dinner for tomorrow night. All the brothers will be there along with their wives and kids. Gage is here." Gage and Quinn Reynolds had been Nash and Kevin's best friends for as long as they could remember. They'd grown up together. Three weeks ago Nash had found out Gage and Quinn shared their biological father with Nash and Kevin.

“I haven't seen Gage in a couple of years," Nash said. "How's he doing?"

“He's engaged."

“No way.”

“Remember Kari Asbury?" Nash frowned. "The name's familiar."

“He dated her when he left the service and came back to Possum Landing. She took off to New York to be a model or something."

“Oh, yeah. Tall. Pretty. They're getting married?" It had to have been years since they'd seen each other.

“Yup. She moved back and the rest is history. Apparently it all happened pretty fast."

“Even though Gage kept saying he wanted a family, I figured he was going to stay single forever. I hope it works out." Nash meant it. He wanted his friend to have a happy marriage. To be sure about the woman he married. Not to always wonder what wasn't exactly right between them.

“Gage will be at the dinner tomorrow night," Kevin said. "You're coming, too, right?"

“That's why I'm here." To meet his new family. To try to get involved in something other than work. Maybe to find a way to feel something again.

Was that possible or was he like a kid wishing for the moon? He didn't want to think about it so he changed the subject. "How's the leg?"

“Good. Healing." His brother had been shot in the line of duty. Kevin was a U.S. Marshal who had been in the wrong place at the wrong time during a prison riot.

“Do you have a limp?" Nash asked.

“Some, but it's supposed to go away."

“You'll have the scar. Women love scars from bullet wounds. Knowing you, you'll use it to your advantage."

“Funny you should say that." Kevin cleared his throat. "I would have told you before, but you were away on assignment. The thing is, I've met somebody." Nash thought of the woman's voice he'd heard earlier. "Haley?"

“Yeah. She's…amazing. We're getting married." Gage's engagement had been a surprise. Kevin's left Nash speechless. He stared out at the tree-lined streets and couldn't think of a single thing to say.

“You want to meet her?" Kevin asked.

“Sure." Why not? His brother had been born wild. Nash figured any woman strong enough to tie Kevin down had to be an amazing combination of sin and steel.

“We're staying at a bed and breakfast in town." Kevin named the street and Nash realized it was the one he'd been on a few minutes ago.

“I'm about two miles away," he said. "I'll be right over."

“A minister's daughter?" Nash said as he stared at Kevin.

His fraternal twin grinned. "Not what you expected?"

“Not even close. What happened to all bad girls all the time?" His brother shrugged. "I met Haley."

“That had to have been some meeting." Kevin grinned. "It was." He motioned to the parlor just to the left of the foyer, then led the way into the formally furnishedroom. Nash glanced around, noting that this B &B seemed larger and more elegant than Stephanie's. There were crystal chandeliers and some kind of tapestries on the wall. Her place was more homey.

Kevin limped to a long, high-backed sofa in a rich floral print. As he settled onto the cushions, he rubbed his thigh.

Nash took a chair on the opposite side of the coffee table. "You've seen a doctor for that, right?”

“When it happened and again back home. I'm healing. In another few weeks I'll be back to normal, but until then it aches from time to time. I know I'm lucky. The bullet missed the bone." What he didn't say was if it had hit eighteen inches higher and a little to the left, he wouldn't have made it at all. Nash didn't like to think of anything bad happening to his brother.

“I thought you promised we weren't going to have to worry about you anymore," he said.

Kevin shrugged. "If I hadn't drawn the short straw, I would have been in Florida on a drug bust instead of delivering a prisoner. It wasn't my fault." He grinned. "Not that I'm complaining. If I hadn't been in Kansas, I wouldn't have met Haley."

“A minister's daughter," Nash repeated. "I still can't believe it. So where did you two hook up? Church?"

“A bar." The answer came from the doorway. Nash turned and saw a young woman walking into the parlor. As he stood he saw she was of medium height, with short fluffy blond hair and hazel eyes. She was pretty enough, curvy, dressed in a snug T-shirt and shorts. His gaze automatically went to her bare legs and he waited for the kind of reaction he'd experienced when he'd seen that sliver of Stephanie's stomach that morning.

Nothing.

Which didn't make sense. If he hadn't had sex in forever and he was finally starting to feel something, why didn't Haley ring any bells?

“You must be Nash," Haley said as she approached. She tilted her head. "Wow-you're tall, like Kevin, and really nice-looking. The same dark hair and dark eyes, but you don't look very much alike." She wrinkled her nose. "What is it with this gene pool? Aren't any of you going to be fat or balding or at least kind of unattractive?" Kevin beamed at his fiancée. He wrapped an arm around her and brushed a kiss against her temple. "Haley speaks her mind. You'll get used to it."

“If not, I'm sure you're polite enough not to say anything to my face," Haley said cheerfully.

She sank onto the sofa, pulling Kevin next to her. Nash sat down, as well. After linking hands with Kevin, Haley leaned forward and studied Nash.

“I'm really excited about the whole brother-in-law thing," she told him. "I'm an only child. I had way too many mothers, but no siblings. I always wanted other kids around. Some of it was to take the heat off me. I mean I couldn't even think bad thoughts. It's like everyone could read my mind. How awful is that? Okay, sometimes it was really great to have so many people worrying about me, but it could be stifling, too." Kevin bumped her shoulder with his. "Slow down. You're going to scare Nash off. He's not the sociable twin." Her gaze became as penetrating as a laser. "Really." Nash shifted uncomfortably. "Congratulations on your engagement," he said in an effort to distract her. "If Kevin wasn't completely honest about his past, I'd be happy to fill in the details." Haley giggled with delight. "Ooh, stories about when Kevin was bad. He's told me a few things, but not about the women. There had to be dozens, right? Hundreds, even?" Now Kevin was the one squirming in his seat. "Haley, you know everything important. I love you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you." She sighed and rested her head on his shoulder. "Isn't he the best? I can't wait to get married. Speaking of which, are you dating, Nash?" Kevin stood and pulled Haley to her feet. "I think you've terrorized my brother long enough.”

“What?" she asked as she put her hands on her hips. "What did I say?" He gave her a little push. "I won't be long.”

“Did I upset you?" she asked Nash.

He stood. "Not at all. From what I can tell, you're exactly what my brother needs in his life."

“Ha." She tossed her head and walked out of the room. "I'll be upstairs," she called back. "Planning the wedding. A really big wedding."

“Have fun," Kevin said, then flopped back on the sofa. "She's a handful." Nash sat down. "Interesting young woman."

“I think so. She's smart, funny, fearless. She gives with her whole heart. I'm still learning how to do that, but she makes it so damn easy to love her."

Had that been the problem? Nash wondered. Had Tina not been easy to love? Had the work got in the way?

“Enough about me," his brother said. "How are you doing?"

“Fine," Nash said. "Great." Kevin didn't look convinced. "I didn't think it was possible to pry you away from work." Nash shrugged, rather than admit the vacation hadn't been his idea. "I'm here, ready to meet the family."

“Yeah, right." Kevin's expression turned serious. "You've always been quiet, but since Tina died, it's been worse than usual. Are you coming out of that?" As Nash had never been willing to acknowledge what he felt about his wife's death, he didn't know if he'd recovered or not. Still it was easier to say, "Sure. I'm doing great." His brother shook his head. "You still blame yourself. It was never your fault."

“Whose fault was it?"

“Maybe no one's. Maybe it just happened.”

“Not on my watch."

“You can't control everything." Nash knew. The realization was one of the reasons he'd stopped sleeping, stopped eating, stopped living. But knowing that didn't seem to change anything.

“Tell me about the Haynes family," he said to change the subject.

Kevin continued to watch him for a couple of seconds, then nodded, as if agreeing to the tactic. "The couple I've met have been good men. They'reas surprised by all this as we are, but friendly enough." He smiled. "They're all cops." Nash knew there were four brothers and a sister. "You're kidding."

“No. They're all-" He broke off and laughed. "Wait. I forgot. One of them is a rebel. He's a firefighter." Which wasn't the same as being a cop, but it was close. Kevin was a U.S. Marshal, Gage a sheriff. Nash worked for the FBI and Quinn, well, Quinn walked his own road.

“It's in the blood," he said.

Kevin nodded. ``That's what they're telling me. Earl Haynes was sheriff of this town for years. He has a bunch of brothers and they're all in law enforcement. Maybe we're following our destiny." Destiny? Nash didn't believe in that kind of crap. He'd gone to work for the FBI because he'd been recruited out of college. Of all the offers he'd received, it was the one that had appealed the most.

“I've seen Gage," Kevin said. "We've known him and Quinn all our lives, played together, fought, made up. I'm having trouble getting that we were always brothers."

“We acted like brothers," Nash said. "Still, I'm with you. I figured we were good friends, nothing more." Did the new knowledge change anything? He wasn't sure.

“The dinner tomorrow night is going to be a zoo," Kevin said. "The guys, their wives and kids. If I can pull together lunch with just a few of the brothers are you interested?"

“Sure." Nash didn't like crowds.

Kevin jerked his head toward the ceiling. "There are a few empty rooms. Want to come stay here?”

“I'm okay where I am."

“You sure?" He knew Kevin thought he was avoiding contact with the world, but that wasn't it at all. If his brother pressed him he would say that packing and unpacking was a pain, which was a lie, but would get him off the hook. The truth was something else. For the first time in two years, he'd actually felt a glimmer of interest in something other than work. He knew his sexual stirrings and physical hunger didn't mean anything, but he was intrigued enough to want to stick around and see what happened next.

Nash hung out with Kevin and Haley until early afternoon, then headed back to Serenity House. When he entered the high-ceilinged foyer, he hesitated, not sure what to do with the rest of his day. As much as he wanted to check in with the office, he knew it was too soon. Calling now would simply • prove his boss's point.