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I turn around and lean against the tile, satisfied. I can see and feel Aaron's satisfaction. With the water still running, we soap each other up, taking our time, enjoying the feel of each other's bodies. We towel each other off and head to bed. We don't abide by our pre-drawn lines on the bed. Instead, we fall fast asleep, curled up in each other's arms.
Chapter Eleven
Aaron
Iwakeuptolight snoring and turn on my side to watch Erica sleep. I still need clarification about last night. It was amazing, and just thinking about it makes my morning wood harder. I roll back over and look at the ceiling. I'm now wishing I had asked her out in high school.
The covers slide off of me, snatched away by a very awake Erica.
"Good morning," she says, too cheerily.
I'm not a morning person at all. I need at least an hour before confronting the world, and morning people get under my skin. She, however, is too cute to ignore in her tank top and shorts combo. She's beautiful, even with a bedhead.
"Morning," I manage to gruff out. "Did you sleep well?"
I push a tendril of hair out of her face.
"I did," she says, rolling onto her back, yawning, and stretching out.
I look at her body and pile the covers on top of me. I hope she has not noticed my response to her. Damn, my male body.
"What's on the agenda today? I brought several new bikinis I want to try out while we are here."
Now I roll over and tuck the covers in front of me. "I'm not sure yet. I know breakfast is on the agenda."
My stomach growls, and we laugh.
"I'll get freshened up, and we can see what the others are doing." I watch her petite tush prance into the bathroom, then hide my face in my pillow and groan as I hear the door close.
This is supposed to be a fake engagement, but I'm in danger of having some real feelings. I also can't get a read on her this morning about how she feels about what we did last night.
I pull on some boxers, khaki shorts, and a polo shirt. I dig through my bag for my flip-flops, sit on the bed, and wait for Erica. I pray I make it through breakfast without my brother noticing anything has happened between us.
Erica comes out in a light blue mini sundress with blue bikini strings peaking out, letting me know she's ready for the beach. Those colors set off her eyes, but I can't stop staring at her legs. Legs that last night wrapped tightly around me as I released myself into her. I take a deep breath and think about baseball and then stand up. Holding hands, we head out to meet the others.
Scott catches my eye immediately and then raises an eyebrow, giving me a knowing smirk. Great, breakfast is going to be unbearable. Erica kisses my mom's cheek, hugs my dad, and a punch on the arm for Scott.
"What's the plan this morning?" Scott is the first to speak.
His gleeful tone is merely a preview of what is to come. I close my eyes and take a deep breath.
Erica responds with, "Let's go to the beach."
"Sounds lovely," my mom says.
Scott and my dad both nod. I go along with it. While the ladies get their beach bags ready, I spend that time avoiding my brothers' knowing gaze and making small talk with my dad.
"How's business going?" my dad asks.
"I can't complain. I am doing what I love, and my movies are doing very well at the box office. The schedule is crazy, though. I might take some more time off after this last movie coming out soon, after the premiere.
My dad nods in understanding. My dad has always been supportive of my career choice. He was disappointed when I didn't choose the family business route, but Scott did, taking the pressure off me.
We hear the ladies approaching.
"We are ready," they say in unison, and we head down to the diner for breakfast and get a table overlooking the pool and beach area.
It isn't crowded. We might get a good spot today.
