Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28702 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28702 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
“We had an engine failure in the middle of Alaska. I was able to land the plane just fine but ended up with a rod in my thigh. Your brother dragged me through ten miles of snow. If he hadn’t, I would’ve probably bled out or died of frostbite.”
Her eyes widen at the story. “I didn't know Biscu—I mean, Frank did that. He never said.”
Her words remind me of what a decent guy Frank is and how I did promise him to take care of his sister should anything happen to him. In Frank’s mind, that means keeping my hands off her, but not a day here and I’ve already got my hands glued to her waist, pulling her closer to me with each step. There’s too much heat between us to ignore.
I can see her respond to it, too. Her lids are growing heavy. Her lips are becoming red from the small bites along the lower edge. Her fingers are digging into my shoulders. There’s pink on her cheeks, and I suspect that behind those lashes, she’s having some sweet, naughty thoughts about taking my ten inches inside her creamy cunt. My hard-on swells. I tighten my grip and close the distance between us until my rock-hard erection is pressing into her belly.
“I told him,” I whisper in her ear, “that I owed him my life. Anything he asked I’d do it, but I didn’t know he had a sister like you when I made that promise. I didn’t know that the moment I laid eyes on you, I’d want you. Now I'm in a pickle, Emma. I owe your brother, but I want you. What would you do if you were me?”
CHAPTER 8
EMMA
Well damn. I don’t think I have an answer for that one. Part of me wants to kick my brother in the balls. I’m too old for him to still chase men off. When they were boys, sure, I got it, but I’m not a little girl anymore. Another part of me wants to go over and give him the tightest hug I can. He saved Vincent. The first man in my whole life that’s ever caught my attention.
I could chalk it up to the fact that I live in a small-ish town and there is never anyone new around. I didn’t want someone’s sloppy seconds that I’d have to see on the regular. I grew up with the boys that have now turned into men. There was no way I was dating anyone that Tina or Brittany already slept with. I must have known deep down I might have jealousy issues if I ever found a man I wanted to call my own.
Melody and I have slipped into the city before and had a few nights out, though, and nothing ever appealed to me. Not the way Vincent has. It’s strange how quickly I was attracted to him and my emotions got invested.
I’ve always thought Tina and Brittany were harmless. If they want to go out and have a good time, more power to them. Tonight, however, I wanted to punch them both in the face. I blame that all on Vincent, of course. I didn’t have these problems yesterday.
“What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him,” I find myself saying when Vincent pulls me in closer. His body presses fully against mine. He’s so damn warm and hard.
I want to run my hands all over him, but I know I can’t. I’m sure people are watching. I steal a peek over at my brother, who is staring at Melody while she stares down at her phone, ignoring him as she should.
“You’re killing me here,” he whispers into my ear as I press myself harder into his body. I can feel every inch of him. My panties start to grow wet, my breasts starting to ache thinking about him cupping them in his big, rough hands. What is he doing to my body? He’s waking every part of me up.
“You need another Charles to save you, Vincent?” A deep rumble rolls through his body into mine. This is way too much fun. “We can have a bit of fun, no?” I drop my head back to lock my eyes with his.
He’s only here for a week. Why not have a little fun? It could be a week I’ll never forget. A fling, isn’t that what they call it? I can do that. I’ve never even gotten to do the whole make-out thing. I could check off all those firsts with him. Sneaking around like all the others did in high school. Something I never got to do. All I have to do is not fall in love.
“A secret?”
“Yeah, don’t you guys have to keep lots of those? You should be good at it.” He doesn’t seem to be keen on my idea. Wow, he really doesn’t want to cross that line with my brother. I’m not going to chase him.