Sensual Games (Novak Springs #3) by Dawn Brower Page B

soon. Plus you two need to share your good news.”
    Wes and Tori nodded their heads and started to walk down the stairs. Emma followed behind them. She hoped this Thanksgiving would prove to be one of the best ones they had. They hadn’t had a lot to celebrate before Ginnifer and Tori came into their lives. If Emma had one wish, she’d want to have the same happiness her brothers had found. Maybe one day she’d be as lucky as they were.

Chapter Eleven
    The aroma filling the room made Emma’s stomach growl. When she’d entered the kitchen earlier, she hadn’t truly appreciated the scents surrounding her. She couldn’t wait to dig into the food Mrs. Henly prepared for them. With Wes and Tori leading the way, they entered the kitchen to see their housekeeper pulling the turkey out of the double oven.
    “Oh good. I’m glad to see you, Wes,” Mrs. Henly said as she slid the turkey onto the counter. “In a few minutes I’m going to require your manly self to come over here and carve this bird for us.” Mrs. Henly winked at Wes, and a pink blush filled his cheeks.
    Emma covered a smile with her hand. Mrs. Henly was teasing her brother, and he couldn’t help being embarrassed by the elderly lady’s comments.
    “Don’t worry, I’m sure Wes is up to the task.” Emma grinned. “If not I can track down Dallas. He can show him how it’s done.”
    “I think I can handle carving a turkey.” Wes damn near growled the words as he glared at Emma.
    “I’m sure you can dear.” Tori patted him on the shoulder, reassuringly.
    “Are you two trying to goad me?”
    “Us?” Tori faked innocence, holding her left hand over her chest. “Why would we ever do such a thing?”
    Mrs. Henly gasped. “Is that an engagement ring on your finger?” She rushed over to her side. “Let me have a look. Oh, it’s so pretty. I’m so happy for you both.”
    “Thanks, Mrs. Henly,” Wes said.
    “What’s all the commotion about?” Dallas said as he entered the kitchen.
    “Oh, nothing too big.” Emma flipped her hand nonchalantly toward Wes and Tori. “Wes finally popped the question and Tori consented to put up with him for the rest of her life.”
    “He did?” Ginnifer squealed and hobbled over to Tori’s side. “Let me see the ring.”
    Nothing like a huge sparkler to get everyone’s attention—part of Emma was insanely jealous. Mostly though she was happy—they both deserved all the joy their love brought them.
    “I’m so excited,” Ginny said staring down at the ring on her best friend’s finger. “Have you set a date yet?”
    “Easy now, the man just proposed, Gin. Let them have some time to enjoy being engaged.” Dallas kissed the top of his wife’s head.
    Ginnifer sighed. “I know. I can’t wait to officially say she’s my sister.” Ginnifer winked at Vitoria. “I’ve always known you were, now the whole world will too.”
    “I love you too, Ginny.”
    “Oh.” Ginny winced and held her belly.
    “What’s wrong?” Dallas asked. “Is it the baby?”
    “I think it’s one of those Braxton Hicks things the doctor said I’d be feeling. Was awfully sharp—ouch.” Ginnifer squeezed her eyes shut as another pain appeared to wrack her belly. “Wow, I didn’t think they’d hurt that much though.”
    “Here, maybe you should sit,” Dallas said and pulled out a chair.
    “You’re probably right. I don’t much feel like standing around anyway.”
    Ginnifer waddled over to the chair and sat in a quick heap. She leaned back into the chair and hissed as she cradled her belly in her hands.
    Dallas’s face paled as he watched Ginnifer. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
    “I’m fine,” Ginnifer said. She shooed him away with her hands. “Go see if Mrs. Henly needs any help finishing dinner.”
    “I’m not—”
    “Go, Dallas, before I hurt you.” Ginnifer glared at him. “You’re smothering me.”
    Dallas walked away but kept sneaking glances back at Ginnifer. When she caught him, she