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Prologue
Zoe
It’snowonderpeopledon’t automatically assume that Freddie and I are siblings. I mean, I just turned twenty-one years old, last month, and Freddie is thirty-eight today. I don’t know why there’s such an age gap between us, our parents have never explained it, and to be honest, I don’t think I want to know. It works out well for us, so it’s fine.
That’s why I’m here tonight, among his much older friends, drinking and having fun with them all. Because we’ve always been friends as well as siblings.
Although admittedly, I’d feel much more comfortable with my best friend, Megan, here. But her sister went into labor, so she has to be at the hospital.
“I bet this isn’t your first drink, is it?” Freddie’s painfully gorgeous closest mate, Remy, asks me, flashing his sparkling green eyes playfully at me. “Tonight… or any other night.”
I think he’s a little older than Freddie, maybe a year, which of course makes him totally out of bounds. Which would be very easy to remember if he wasn’t tall, dark, and very handsome with a rough and ready look which really tingles all the way through me. The more tattoos he gets, the more fired up he makes me. Although Ialwayskeep that to myself.
“Well, it was my twenty-first birthday last month,” I giggle, play-acting that I’m all sweet and innocent, as if I didn’t attend a bunch of high school parties. “So, I might have had one or two.”
Honestly, as Remy looks at me, I feel a shudder of electricity tearing down my spine. I’ve always noticed him, but he hasn’t ever really seen me before. Why would he? I’m Freddie’s much younger sister who just isn’t on the same level as him.
Well, until now. Now it seems like he’s really seeing me. I don’t know if he likes what he sees, but he’s certainly making my hormones fly all over the place. I left for drama college, thinking that I would find a bunch of guys there to have a good time with, and to grow up in many different ways, but that just never happened. I ended up throwing myself into my studies instead because the guys were all like kids. Not for meat all. They bore me, irritate me, turn me off completely.
It seems like I’m only ever going to be attracted to older men, doesn’t it?
“Well, you might have to up your drinking if the rumors are true,” Remy chuckles. “Freddie told me you’re headed for London at the end of the week, for an acclaimed acting academy.”
Pride swells through me. I do love what I’ve got arranged for myself after college. A lot of people in my classes were simply headed to Hollywood after college with their fingers crossed. But not me. I’ve done the smart thing, and I’m going to the other end of the world.
“That’s right.” I lift up my class to clink it against his. “The English are famous for their ability to drink others under the table, aren’t they? I better drink up.”
Although the one fly in the ointment of my move is that I’m not doing it alone. As soon as I mentioned London, my parents’ eyes lit up and they told me they’ve always wanted to live and work in the UK. They’re coming with me… it’ll give me somewhere to live at first which is great, especially since I’ll be studying, but it doesn’t qualify the move as me spreading my wings.
Still, I don’t need to get into that with Remy. He probably knows anyway, but I’d rather him look at me like I’m the cool girl, breaking away from my life here.
“So, this is basically your last night in New York City,” Remy declares. “We better make it the best night of your life, right? Give you only good memories to leave with.”
“Good plan… but look at Freddie. He’s definitely had a few too many. I’m pretty sure my night will end carrying him to bed, and making sure he doesn’t vomit all over himself.”
I almost jump with shock as Remy rests his hand on my shoulder. He does it so naturally, as if it comes as easy to him as breathing. But it stuns me to the very core. It just feels soshocking.
“Don’t worry,” Remy says quietly in my ear. “I will help you with that.”
Oh wow. So that means I’ll be spending most of the night with this sex god. Holy hell, how am I going to control myself? Especially since I’m leaving the country, so there won’t be any strings attached. It’s too tempting, because I don’t think Freddie will ever find out…
“Thanks.” I shoot him a grateful smile. “That means a lot.”
I drink up because I have to, because I really need to take the edge off now. Sitting this close to Remy and having his breath tickling my throat and shoulder is overwhelming for me. I can’t handle it. I need to dull everything before I kiss him here, really causing issues…
“Well, tonight definitely got wild,” Remy laughs as he carries Freddie up to bed. I’m glad he’s here, because Freddie is basically asleep already. He’s dead weight and I wouldn’t be able to carry him alone. “It was fun though, wasn’t it?”
That twinkle in his eyes give me another reason to be grateful that Remy’s here. The chemistry has been undeniably sizzling between us all night long, I’m surprised that no one else picked up on it, but somehow, it’s stronger here now that we’re alone in my house.
I thought drinking cocktails would dampen the sensations burning through my body, but I think it might have intensified them. I’m pretty sure I’m out of control already and he hasn’t even touched me. Yet. I’m pretty sure neither of us will be able to hold it together.
By the time Remy places Freddie on his old childhood bed, because his apartment is way across the city and just a pain in the ass to get to, my brother is fast asleep, snoring and everything. That amps up the intense tension between us, making it almost unbearable to look at Remy.
We back out in silence, until we’re standing outside of my room. As Remy’s eyes finally meet mine, I know what I want to happen. I know how I want to lose my virginity, and it’s right here, right now with this man that I have had a crush on forever.
Without saying a word, I take his hand and lead him into my room. Desire floods Remy’s face as he follows me, and as soon as the door closes behind him, he claims my mouth with his own. The taste of his lips is even better than I imagined it would be. The sensation of his tongue massaging my own really does make me weak at the knees.
I let Remy take complete control of me as he leads me back towards the bed. I’m more than happy to put my life in his hands because he knows what he’s doing way more than me. By the time my legs hit the bed, I’m happy to tumble back on to the sheets. Especially when I find him peering down at me as if I’ve unleashed a hunger within him. If this man wants to devour me, then I am more than willing for him to consume me whole.
