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I pull out my phone, adding another message to the mile long list of them I’ve sent the past hour. There’s still no response and I don’t know what to do. She’ll kill me if I kiss him while he thinks it’s her, and I wouldn’t blame her. Although it fucking sucks that the one man I’ve seriously thought of giving my virginity to apparently has the hots for my sister. I guess I know how she’s felt now.
I quickly use the toilet, washing my hands, waiting for a response, but there is none, and as the minutes tick past, I know there’s only one option left. I have to tell Oliver that I’m not Dani and hope he doesn’t get angry with her over it. I’ll have to suck it up and take the blame—since it’s clearly mine anyway.
As much as I don’t want to, I leave the bathroom, moving back towards Oliver where he’s lounging against the table laid with the sweetest presents. At least it looks like my sister’s about to get some happiness, even if it means I’m miserable.
“Come here, beautiful,” he says, grasping my hand, tugging me towards him when I’m close enough, stopping me from wringing them together. “You’ve no idea how long I’ve been waiting for you.”
“I…” I stop as his lips once more dip towards me, turning my head at the last moment because I really want to kiss him, but not if it’ll hurt my sister. “I can’t. I…”
“You can, beautiful girl. I know you want it too, want me just as much, as I want you Gabi,” he says, making me shudder with delight, because it’s true.
I do want him, but he thinks I’m…wait. Did he just…? “What did just you call me?”
“Did you really think I didn’t realize it?” he returns, a grin spreading across his lips as he lifts my chin further his way. “That I didn’t know at least subconsciously from the moment I saw you that you weren’t Dani, even if it didn’t make sense right then?”
“I don’t understand,” I admit, my eyes closing as his hand slid up, cupping my cheek. The feel of his skin against mine sends shivers through me.
“I didn’t either at first. It was like I was hit by a truck, the way the desire struck me when I saw you this morning,” he says, pulling my eyes open, seeing the honesty in his. “I’ve never felt anything towards Dani except friendship, brotherly affection at best, until today. Except when you opened that mouth of yours, it wasn’t even close to something Dani would say to me. She also wouldn’t be wearing those ‘fuck-me’ heels, or walking around without her jacket on, especially not with her blouse unbuttoned like this,” he adds, running his fingers down the edge of it, making me shiver in anticipation.
“So you didn’t do this for Dani?” I ask, with a glance towards the table.
“No beautiful, all of this is for you. So is all of this,” he continues, pulling me flush with him, and there’s no need to ask what he means, because I can feel his hardness poking my belly. It makes molten heat flow through me, and there’s no stopping the moan that slips from my throat. “I wasn’t about to let Zack Prescott near Dani after the filth that came out of his mouth but I sure as fuck wasn’t about to let him near you when I saw him staring at you. All I wanted was to drag you out of there and fuck you until you know the only man you’re allowed to look this sexy for, is me.”
“Oliver,” I moan, then nearly swallow my tongue when his mouth closes over mine, stealing my every breath.
His lips tease at mine, until they part, letting him in, teasing him with my tongue while he lifts me up onto the edge of the table. His hand delves into my hair, his fingers tangling in it, and I give his tongue a last little suck as he pulls on my strands just enough to make my head fall backwards.
“The things I plan to do with that mouth of yours might scare you, Gabi. So you better tell me if you want to keep things light for today. Sooner or later, I’m going to buried balls deep inside that heavenly smelling pussy of yours, but it’s up to you to decide when that day will be.”
“Do you really have a meeting this afternoon?” I ask, a grin spreading across my lips at the blazing heat in his grey eyes. They’re like warm steel, instead of the pale silver from earlier, and I want to stare into them while he soothes the aches he’s built inside me.
“No, no meeting, no worries that Dani will show up at the office or here, looking for you either. She’s fine,” he states when my brows knit together in surprise at that. “I talked to her before I came back in to restart the meeting. Texted her first, to make sure she was okay, wasn’t just sick or something, and told her ifshe gave me a call and explained what was going on, I’d give her a bonus.”
“I talked to her then too, she said she planned to meet me at twelve-thirty still though,” I muse, staring at him with a little smile on my lips.
“I figured that’s who you were talking to so anxiously. She called me right after you hung up with her, and I let her know that I wanted more time with you. She explained what caused you to switch places this morning, and I told her she should have brought you to me sooner,” he adds and damn, I think I’m a little in love with him here.
“Yeah?” I tease, letting my fingers trail through his dark blond hair, wondering what color a baby between us might have. The thought doesn’t scare me the way I always swore it would. Instead it makes me want him even more and that’s crazy.
“Yeah, told her I’d have taken you off her hands a lot sooner if she had, because you’re mine, and if someone needs to handle your messes, it’ll be me,” he responds, and my jaw tightens as a wave of irritation flows through me.
“I don’t need someone to handle my messes,” I retort.
“No?” He laughs, shaking his head at me and my eyes darken further. “Need I remind you that your sister went over to see Jeremy Prince to keep you from being fired and blacklisted all over town? Or how your mouth has gotten you fired from more than one job already? Or how Dani had to set up an automatic transfer to put part of your paychecks into a savings account so you wouldn’t use every penny before the next payday, and has covered rent and groceries and utilities for you the last four years? How she’s stressed about making sure they were all covered because she knew you’d forget to pay them if left up to you?”
“She told you all that?” I ask, wondering just how close they are once more.
“Yes, she told me. A bit reluctantly at first,” he states, brushing a kiss to my lips. “Dani and I are a lot alike, Gabi. We worry about the details, the things others don’t see or forget to look for. That’s how I knew you weren’t her this morning. Because when I start to worry about the tiny details, Dani doesn’t snap at me the way your sexy mouth did, she calms me down, reminds me that we’ve thought it all through, and there’s nothing to worry about. It’s also why I won’t have any issues handling everything for the house you don’t think about. Even if you wanted to take care of them, I’d still ask about them, because that’s just part of who I am. Which I think is a good thing for you, isn’t it, beautiful?”
“So that’s it, just friendship, or perhaps kinship between you two?” I ask him, wrapping my legs around his waist as his hand slid back into my hair, knocking it down entirely.
“Yeah, you can call it kinship, and that’s all it’s ever been. The idea of kissing her was entirely foreign to me until you walked in pretending to be her, so any questions about that is all on you, Gabi. I can guarantee if Dani walked in here right now, I wouldn’t feel that way, because you’re the one I feel it towards, not her. So, you need to tell me right now, am I feeding you then spending the afternoon getting to know you or am I feeding you then feeding my hunger for you?” he questions, and I lift my chin, settling my lips over his, wanting more of his taste—to hell with food. “Gabi,” he groans, pulling back from it and I grin, licking my lips, getting the rest of his taste off them.
“How about we skip the food and go straight to you eating me?” I suggest, letting out a laugh when he picks me up, carrying me up the steps and straight into a perfectly neat bedroom. It reminds me entirely of Dani’s, her neatness, and I wonder if he’ll be able to live with me, because I sure as hell want to live with him.
“I’ll remind you if you get hangry later that you’re the one that suggested skipping the meal,” Oliver says, putting me down on my feet, his hands digging into my hair as he holds my head, kissing me all over again.
This time it goes deeper and deeper, soaking my panties with my desire for him. I want him deep inside me, touching me in ways no one ever has, and I want it now. My hands roam to the buttons of his shirt, tangling in the coarse hair of his chest when it parts, and wow, he’s more built than I realized. It’s not in a bodybuilder way for sure, but he’s got plenty hiding beneath that shirt, and now, I want to see what’s hidden beneath his pants.
