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Mikey laughs in mock incredulity before continuing. “And then, he told me how this morning, Luke was in your closet,fixing a rod.”
This time, I’m the one choking on my own spit.
Mikey leans in even closer and says, “Care to explain that?”
I stare at him.
Come on, mouth, brain, someone… make words!
“I—I—”
I’ve got nothing.
Luke
I swing open the door to my brother’s house and immediately see him standing in front of Zoey with a shit-eating grin on his face. I shut the door behind me and stare at them, furrowing my brow. He quickly turns the grin on me, holding his hand up to Zoey.
“Actually, maybe my brother can answer the question?”
I slide my coat off and hang it on the rack, then step closer to Zoey. I feel incredibly protective right now. Of course, I know my brother would never hurt her, but even him giving her shit is riling me up.
“What question?”
“Why Alex says you were in Zoey’s closet this morningfixing a rod.”
My eyes flash to Zoey. Then back to my brother. Then Zoey again. “Where are the boys?”
“Downstairs,” she says with a smile that fires up my entire body.
“Good.”
I take the three steps to her, grab her by the back of the neck, and pull her lips to mine, my tongue possessively sweeping into her mouth. This sexy woman is all mine and I’m ready for the world to know it.
She throws her arms around my neck and kisses me back with the same intensity, ready to tell the world I’m hers.Fuck yes, I am. Always.
When I finally pull my lips from hers, I look into her perfect eyes. “How was your day, baby?”
A tiny sigh comes from her lips, and her body softens. “So much better now.”
Mikey walks over and throws his hands up in the air. “Hold up. Is this for real? You two are actually—”
“Together?” Zoey asks with a smile, wrapping her arm around my back.
“Yes, sir,” I say, dropping my arm around her shoulders.
“Holy shit. Trishy!” he yells.
She appears at the top of the basement stairs. “Yeah?”
“It finally happened!” Mikey exclaims.
Trish walks into the hallway and gets a good look at us, stopping short. “Oh my god.” Then one hand goes to her mouth as the other lands on her stomach. Tears fill her eyes. Zoey’s arm drops off my back and her mouth slides open as she points at Trish.
“Ohmygod! Are you?”
Trish nods fervently, and I finally get it.
I look at my brother, who is staring at his wife in awe.
