attire.
“Shouldn’t you?” Adam added teasingly.
“That’s what I was trying to tell him,” Jade interrupted. “Your father said some of his friends were coming by to play. Your mother had some sort of last-minute meeting to attend but suggested that I take a swim.”
Linc thrust his hands in his pockets in an attempt to hide his growing arousal. The mere thought of Jade’s seductive body, wet and barelyclad, had his mouth watering. He could just imagine licking each droplet from her moist skin, exploring her completely as he’d done before. It had been a long time yet he’d never forgotten her sweetness.
He cleared his throat. “I don’t play golf.”
“But you do ride,” Adam said with a devilish grin. “Horses, I mean. You love to ride…horses, right, Linc?”
Linc hadn’t missed his brother’s crass remark and frowned as it appeared Jade hadn’t, either. “I have work to do.”
“I’d love to go riding,” Jade quickly added.
She folded her arms behind her back, her breasts jutting forward as she toyed with her bottom lip again. Did she have any idea how sexy that was? How when her tongue grazed that plump bottom lip he simply wanted to ravish her? How the sight of her breasts being offered, albeit unknowingly, spiked his blood pressure? No, she didn’t know. He was just getting used to the realization himself. He desperately wanted to get her in his bed.
Still, he wasn’t so lust-filled that he missed the light in her eyes when she spoke of riding. He decided instantly that he liked that light in her eyes and would do whatever he could to keep it there. “Go change. I’ll meet you at the stables.”
“Great! Thanks for the suggestion, Adam.” Planting an impromptu kiss on Adam’s cheek she turned and made her way out of the room.
Linc went straight to the bar and felt his brother’s elated glare on his back as he did. “Go ahead and say it.” He picked up a glass and poured a finger of brandy then drank it down and poured another.
“Say what?” Adam chuckled. He still held his golf club but had now wandered over to the bar to take a seat on a stool. “That it’s a little early in the afternoon for drinks?”
Linc scowled. He was disturbed by Adam’s intrusion and a little agitated that Jade had readily kissed Adam but couldn’t wait to get out of his arms. But mostly he was grumpy because he was horny as hell and couldn’t seem to scratch his itch no matter how close she was.
Still grinning Adam twirled the golf club again. “So how did you get her to agree to this week of celebration on the Donovan estate?” he asked.
“What do you mean?” The last thing Linc wanted to do was tell his brother he’d paid for a date. “I asked her to come.”
“And because you’re the legendary Lincoln Donovan she came?”
Linc shrugged. “You know how I do things.”
“Yeah, I do. But I just don’t see that working with a woman like Jade.”
“What’s that supposed to mean? A woman like Jade? What kind of woman is she, Adam?”
“I don’t know, she just seems cool, like she has a mind of her own. Did you know she was a masseuse?”
No, he didn’t know, and the fact that Adam did, didn’t sit well with him. “Look, this is just an arrangement for the week. There’s no need for me to get all into her personal life because by Sunday morning she’ll be on her way and I’ll be on mine.” He said the words but felt a sudden jolt at the fact that it might be true.
Adam stood and strolled leisurely toward the door. “I wonder though, how a man could have a woman like that and let her walk away.’
“I don’t keep women, Adam. You know that.” Everybody knew that, he thought dismally. But what if he were different? What if he did keep women? Would he keep Jade?
Adam turned briefly. “Yeah, I know. The Triple Threat Brothers stand alone.”
Linc frowned then filled his glass again. “I’ll drink to that,” he said, lifting the glass in his brother’s
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