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His words broke me out of my happy little trance. Unfortunately.
“Sisters,” I corrected him. “All three of them. Together.”
His confusion remained for another second before his eyes went wide with acknowledgment. “Ohhh…” he said, covering his mouth with his hand. “Oh shit.”
“Yeah,” I smirked.
“Damn Karissa, I’m sorry,” he apologized. “I should’ve warned you they might—”
“Kidnap me?”
His face was half apology, half grin. He shrugged, and it was such an adorable shrug I couldn’t even be mad at him.
“Ply me with really good coffee?” I continued. “Abandon me five miles from the house?”
“Yeah,” he said sheepishly. “They do shit like that.”
“Well maybe you shouldn’t have done it to them,” I shot back playfully. “I heard a few stories. Things you pulled on their boyfriends.”
Bryce shrugged again, blowing a lock of blond hair out of his face. “Well I’m the older brother,” he said. “That makes it my right. Hell, when you have sisters it’s actually a requirement.”
“I hear you,” I smiled, leaning into him. “And I think it’s cute.”
I opened my palms and laid them right where I wanted them: on his hard, quivering stomach. I could feel the tension, from all those delicious repetitions. I could feel heat, through the well-earned sweat.
“Still want me to show you how to use that bench?” I teased, sliding into him.
He laughed. “You’re going to show me?”
“I’ve got a few exercises, yeah.”
“Do they require these?” he asked, pulling out the waistband of his workout shorts. He snapped them back just before I could get a glimpse inside.
“Not even a little bit.”
Our lips collided, our mouths working hungrily as our hands explored. Our bodies were already hot from all the exercise. Bryce’s, from the tail end of a hard workout. Mine, from my several mile run.
None of that mattered. Right now, the only thing I wanted even more than a cold glass of water was to have him inside me.
“I’m going to smash you all over that bench,” he growled, his hands taking control.
I moaned a little, giggling into his mouth. “Go for it.”
“And then I’m going to—”
“Ah, there you are!”
We both whirled as Camden came rushing into the library — or the gym — or whatever we were calling it. He saw what we were about to do and stopped.
“Oh.”
“What is it?” Bryce asked.
“Oscar called,” said Camden. His gaze shifted to me. “He’s been trying to reach you, but you’re not answering your phone.”
“I left it charging,” I said. “Does he need something?”
“More like he found something,” Camden replied. “On one of the cameras.”
