Chapter Twenty-One
Exactly one hour later, Delilah stood on the porch watching the three men leave. She wrapped her arms around her waist and shivered. Almost immediately, she felt two warm bodies on each side of her.
“You were supposed to wait in the house until they were gone,” she said, not looking at either man.
“They are gone – enough,” Barrack quipped.
She shook her head and turned back toward the house. “You two are bad,” she retorted.
Delilah stepped into the house when Brogan pulled the screen door open. The two Rottweilers darted past her and up the stairs. She knew exactly where they were going – her bedroom. Thank goodness she had spread a thin blanket across the bed to protect the comforter. She shook her head when she heard the sound of the door closing when one of them
