“Race you to the bathroom,” she called as she dashed across his room.
He chuckled and rolled off the bed to follow.
Pausing, he spun around and grabbed a foil packet. No point getting caught without when he knew full well hopping in the shower with her and getting slicked up with soap bubbles was guaranteed to lead somewhere.
Steam billowed as he entered his en suite. He dumped the used condom in the waste bin and stepped into the shower behind her. Reaching past her, he placed the unopened condom on the soap holder.
“Oh, who’s a good little boy scout then?”
He nuzzled the back of her neck. “There’s nothing boy about me.”
She moaned, her head falling to the side to give him better access. “Mmm…”
Encouraged, he set out to prove just how far out of boyhood he was.
ChapterFourteen
Vee had just stepped into Brent’s room with a towel around her when Wade walked in.
They both froze.
If she hadn’t been nervous about what he’d think, she’d have laughed at the sight of him. His mouth hung open and his eyes were wide enough to drive a car through.
She searched her brain for something to say, for some excuse as to why she was in Brent’s apartment other than she was having sex with him.
“Hey, Wade. You guys are back early.” Brent spoke as he walked passed her to the chest of drawers across the room. “I didn’t think you were coming home until tomorrow.”
“Obviously.” Wade’s eyes never left hers.
She couldn’t tear her gaze from her brother. Her heart had picked up a beat and sweat coated her palms.
Why was she so concerned about Wade’s reaction?
It wasn’t like she needed his permission to be with a man, including Brent.
“Here.” Brent handed her a shirt and boxers. “These should fit.”
“Where are her clothes?” Wade’s voice came out strained.
She and Brent looked at each other before swiveling their heads to take in the swimwear strewn around the room.
“Never mind.” Wade pointed at Brent. “My office. Now.”
“No.”
“What?” Her brother paused in his turn to leave.
“No.”
Wade seemed genuinely confused by Brent’s refusal to come to heel like some misbehaving dog.
“Enough, Wade.” She sighed and walked over to her brother. “You’re not my father and, even if you were, it’s none of your business who I sleep with.”
“Jeez.” Wade rubbed the bridge of his nose with thumb and index finger. “Not an image I want in my head, Vee.”
“Too bad. If you’d walked in half an hour ago you’d have gotten the full visual effect.” Brent chuckled behind her as he placed a hand on her shoulder in support.
“Dammit, Vee.” Wade closed his eyes. He took a deep breath and looked at her. “Just tell me he didn’t force you.”
