Eternal Brand
he’d needed to.
    Over the years there’d been other men, encounters Brand had sought out in order to understand and accept his bisexuality. But there had never been anyone else like Jet. He’d needed Jet that night in the bar as badly as he had at seventeen.
    As badly he had on Sunday, when they’d kissed like two people who’d waited years to taste each other’s lips again. He’d had no control over his response, and Emily had witnessed that. Brand couldn’t forget the look of devastation on her face, the glisten of tears in her eyes. He’d give anything to change what had happened.
    But he couldn’t. And he couldn’t curse Jet for causing the emotional furor. He could only curse himself. He’d been unfaithful to Emily. He was still being unfaithful, every time his body tightened with need when he recalled that stolen kiss. He loved Emily. He wanted Emily. And yet…
    Jet Durante was, as always, his Achilles heel.
    â€œAh, Dais,” Brand sighed, stroking the horse’s neck. “I hurt our Emily. How am I going to fix it, huh?”
    Daisy gave a loud snort, as though scoffing at the idea things could be fixed. Brand was tempted to agree, but something kept him holding on to hope. Emily hadn’t kicked him out. She’d only kicked him as far as the spare bedroom. Maybe there was a way to get back in her good graces after all.
    Hiding out at the beach while her sister visited wasn’t the way. Hope might not like him, but he had never gone out of his way to get to know her. Perhaps he was the one who should make all the overtures. It wasn’t his thing, trying to get people to like him. He didn’t care what others thought. But for Emily, he could make an effort.
    In sudden decision, Brand turned Daisy around and started heading back the way they’d come.
    â€œSo we’ve talked about Penny’s party until we can’t talk anymore,” Hope said as she rose from her chair and shrugged back into her denim jacket. “Are you going to tell me what’s really going on now?”
    Emily blinked at her sister. “What do you mean?”
    â€œYou and Brand. There’s enough tension there to build a suspension bridge.”
    Emily rose from the table and transported the cups and plates they’d used for lunch to the kitchen sink. The activity gave her time to strip the emotion from her voice. “Nothing’s going on. Just ordinary couple stuff.”
    Like I caught him kissing a man. That’s ordinary couple stuff, right?
    â€œThe two of you have never been an ordinary couple.”
    Emily turned to face her sister. She ran her gaze over Hope’s super short blonde hair, the row of earrings in her ears and the rose tattoo that peeked out above the low-rise waistband of her jeans. “Since when has ordinary been the standard as far as you’re concerned?”
    Hope’s lips twitched. “Point taken. I’m just checking on you, sis. You’re always looking after me and Penny, making sure we have everything we need. It’s time we started doing the same for you.”
    A tightness took hold of Emily’s throat. Her voice came out raspy. “Hope, that’s so sweet and thoughtful of you.”
    â€œAck. Don’t bloody cry about it.” Hope grimaced. “This is why I don’t tell you things.”
    â€œYou don’t tell me things because you’re afraid you’ll shock me.”
    â€œThat too.” Hope brought the condiments they’d used over to the kitchen counter and slid them toward Emily, who put them away in the cupboard. When she turned back, Hope was leaning her elbows on the counter, watching her with eyes the most unusual blue-green that Emily had ever seen. “Seriously, sis. If Brand has stepped out of line, I’m perfectly willing to sock him one.”
    â€œYou couldn’t take him.”
    â€œI may be small, but I’m

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