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other’s minds sometimes. And he wasn’t even going to touch that phantom pain thing both of them seemed to experience when the other got hurt. That was eerier than anything.
“You slept with her,” Owen accused, after a few beats of silence. Laughing, he shook his head. “Wow, the military man thing really is the key to getting laid, huh?”
“Not with Bree,” Jake admitted. “Me and her…we’ve got some weird connection. We always end up getting naked when we’re together.”
The memory of yesterday’s tryst in the hallway floated into his mind, and he had to will away a hard-on. He’d really missed her, that was for sure. He hadn’t been living like a monk these past twelve years, but he’d yet to encounter a woman as passionate as Bree Lockhart. Once she let down her guard, she became a completely different woman—a sexy, wanton temptress who didn’t know the meaning of the word no when it came to sex.
He imagined all the things they could do this week, and just like that, his hard-on returned with full-force, jerking against his zipper.
If Owen noticed his twin’s state of discomfort, he was too much of a gentleman to comment on it. “I always liked Bree,” Owen confessed as he fished his car keys from his pocket. “I still don’t get why you broke up with her.”
He shrugged. “We had different paths to walk.”
“Yeah, I guess.” Owen paused in thought. “What about now? Are those paths more aligned?”
Another shrug. “Doubt it, man.”
“Why?”
“Come on, can you really see me and Bree together for the long haul? She’s a big-time lawyer, I’m…” He trailed off. Come to think of it, he had no idea what he was anymore. But he wasn’t ready to spill his guts yet, so he plowed on, hoping his brother hadn’t noticed his hesitation. “She’s a wealthy good girl, I’m a bad boy Bishop. It would never work.”
His twin didn’t look convinced. “You never know unless you try.” Before Jake could respond, Owen opened the driver’s door and slid into the pickup. “Anyway, I gotta go to work. I’ll see you later, bro.”
Jake offered a brisk wave, then headed for his own truck. He snuffed out his cigarette in the console ashtray, started the engine, and drove down the dusty driveway toward the main road.
When he pulled up in front of Nate’s house ten minutes later, Bree’s black Lexus was already parked in the drive.
He smiled when he caught sight of her. She was sitting on the hood of the car, her black hair tied up in a ponytail that flopped over her shoulder as she bent over a yellow legal pad, her graceful hand scribbling away. When she spotted him, a tentative smile lifted her full lips.
“Hey there,” Jake called as he made his way over to her.
She set down the legal pad and walked over to greet him. Her hesitant expression faded the second he kissed her.
When their tongues met, a jolt of heat blasted into his groin.
Bree grinned, her blue eyes resting on the bulge in his jeans. “It’s nine o’clock in the morning—how are you always so horny, no matter what?”
“My cock can’t tell time.”
She laughed, a sweet melodic sound that had his erection throbbing with excitement. Gritting his teeth, Jake took her hand and practically dragged her to the porch. “Hurry,” he said roughly. “There’s a chance we might make it to a bed this time.”
Her resounding laughter tickled his ears.
They did make it to the bed. Even managed to get naked too, unlike yesterday’s fully clothed fuck in the hall.
Jake’s pulse sped up as he stood at the foot of the bed and let his gaze roam Bree’s gorgeous body. She belonged in a centerfold spread, for chrissake. Tall, slender, with just the right amount of curves. Her breasts were high and full, tipped by rosy-red nipples that puckered the moment his eyes swept over them. Her belly was flat, widening into a pair of curvy hips, then tapering again to showcase a spectacular pair of long, smooth legs.
She
“You slept with her,” Owen accused, after a few beats of silence. Laughing, he shook his head. “Wow, the military man thing really is the key to getting laid, huh?”
“Not with Bree,” Jake admitted. “Me and her…we’ve got some weird connection. We always end up getting naked when we’re together.”
The memory of yesterday’s tryst in the hallway floated into his mind, and he had to will away a hard-on. He’d really missed her, that was for sure. He hadn’t been living like a monk these past twelve years, but he’d yet to encounter a woman as passionate as Bree Lockhart. Once she let down her guard, she became a completely different woman—a sexy, wanton temptress who didn’t know the meaning of the word no when it came to sex.
He imagined all the things they could do this week, and just like that, his hard-on returned with full-force, jerking against his zipper.
If Owen noticed his twin’s state of discomfort, he was too much of a gentleman to comment on it. “I always liked Bree,” Owen confessed as he fished his car keys from his pocket. “I still don’t get why you broke up with her.”
He shrugged. “We had different paths to walk.”
“Yeah, I guess.” Owen paused in thought. “What about now? Are those paths more aligned?”
Another shrug. “Doubt it, man.”
“Why?”
“Come on, can you really see me and Bree together for the long haul? She’s a big-time lawyer, I’m…” He trailed off. Come to think of it, he had no idea what he was anymore. But he wasn’t ready to spill his guts yet, so he plowed on, hoping his brother hadn’t noticed his hesitation. “She’s a wealthy good girl, I’m a bad boy Bishop. It would never work.”
His twin didn’t look convinced. “You never know unless you try.” Before Jake could respond, Owen opened the driver’s door and slid into the pickup. “Anyway, I gotta go to work. I’ll see you later, bro.”
Jake offered a brisk wave, then headed for his own truck. He snuffed out his cigarette in the console ashtray, started the engine, and drove down the dusty driveway toward the main road.
When he pulled up in front of Nate’s house ten minutes later, Bree’s black Lexus was already parked in the drive.
He smiled when he caught sight of her. She was sitting on the hood of the car, her black hair tied up in a ponytail that flopped over her shoulder as she bent over a yellow legal pad, her graceful hand scribbling away. When she spotted him, a tentative smile lifted her full lips.
“Hey there,” Jake called as he made his way over to her.
She set down the legal pad and walked over to greet him. Her hesitant expression faded the second he kissed her.
When their tongues met, a jolt of heat blasted into his groin.
Bree grinned, her blue eyes resting on the bulge in his jeans. “It’s nine o’clock in the morning—how are you always so horny, no matter what?”
“My cock can’t tell time.”
She laughed, a sweet melodic sound that had his erection throbbing with excitement. Gritting his teeth, Jake took her hand and practically dragged her to the porch. “Hurry,” he said roughly. “There’s a chance we might make it to a bed this time.”
Her resounding laughter tickled his ears.
They did make it to the bed. Even managed to get naked too, unlike yesterday’s fully clothed fuck in the hall.
Jake’s pulse sped up as he stood at the foot of the bed and let his gaze roam Bree’s gorgeous body. She belonged in a centerfold spread, for chrissake. Tall, slender, with just the right amount of curves. Her breasts were high and full, tipped by rosy-red nipples that puckered the moment his eyes swept over them. Her belly was flat, widening into a pair of curvy hips, then tapering again to showcase a spectacular pair of long, smooth legs.
She
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