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“That’s so gross, Harley,” Gillian says with a roll of her eyes.
“That’s what she told me to say!” Harley defends.
I roll my eyes and mutter to Drew, “They’re unbelievable.”
He grins. “They’re hilarious.”
I feel wrapped in the warmth of his arms even though his hand is simply on the back of my chair, tip of one of his fingers tracing a line against my skin, back and forth. Drew doesn’t just know me. He knows my family. He knows how important these wonderful, ridiculous women are to me. And the men they love too.
“Besides, I have a feeling Harley and Grant have a lot more in common with you and me than you’d like to let on,” Drew says and drops a kiss to my shoulder.
Heat radiates between my thighs. Yeah, he’s right, I don’t want my little sisters thinking about my sex life.
However, oncemymind gets on the topic, it’s hard to get off it.
In fact, we were late in getting here because when Drew came to pick me up, he pushed me back into the living room, right onto the couch, pulled my legs into the air and ate me out until I reached infinity.
Lord knows what we’ll get up to later.
I certainly can imagine a few things, though.
“We have the next three already planned out, thank god,” Amy announces.
I recoil back into reality, begrudgingly. Imagining Drew’s body up against mine is a much more enticing task for my brain.
“A far cry from last summer,” Amy says with a shake of her head.
“I forgot about that,” Gillian says, shaking her head.
“I didn’t,” I reply. I was up with Amy late into the night when her insomnia was getting bad last summer. Between her editor being unsatisfied with all her book ideas and the complications of her relationship with Hunter growing heavier by the day, it was a dark time.
I’m certainly glad they’re sitting side by side, an engagement ring on her finger, and a sigh of relief on her lips. That’s what my littlest sister deserves.
“What are they gonna be about?” Drew says, nudging one of the canapés on his plate, trying not to wince at the little fish eggs clinging together.
Amy smiles up at Hunter. “Petunia’s dad is getting remarried. So there’s going to be a whole series about her meeting her stepmother and how they become friends and–”
“Something tells me this is autobiographical,” Axel says with a smirk.
“Well, yes, parts of it,” Hunter answers, leaning back in his chair and crossing his leg. “Except Amy won’t be Jessica’s stepmother. Once we’re married, we’re going to get adoption papers drafted and…” He trails off as he looks at Amy.
Drew leans over to my ear. “I think he just got lost in her eyes.”
“I think you’re right,” I reply with a giggle.
I feel Drew staring at me, so I finally draw my gaze to him. And just like Hunter, I find myself getting lost too in the field of periwinkles in his irises.
“This doesn’t feel real,” Drew whispers.
The rest of the table has started celebrating Amy’s eventual adoption of Jessica, leaving us to be in our own little world if only for a moment. “In a good way or a bad way?”
“Good, of course, good,” he replies. “Like I’m in a dream. A really good dream.”
I kiss his nose. “Feels pretty real to me.”
Drew ducks his head away, reddening around the nose.
What a bashful, dopey dummy. All mine.
