This Time Around (Maybe #2)(36)



“I’ll invite her over for dinner or something, and everyone can meet her.”

“Good,” she says softly, her voice a little roughened. “Now, I want you again.”

I lift my head up. “Hmmmm. Greedy little thing, aren’t you?” I trail my fingers down her flat stomach. When I reach her sex, she leans into me, silently asking for more.

“When it comes to you, yes,” she gasps. Good answer. I roll on top of her, pinning her with my weight.

“Thank you for coming back to me,” I whisper into her ear. “Now, I’m never letting you go.”

My thumb circles her clit and she gasps. I lick my tongue across the tattoo behind her ear, the one that bears my initial. My stamp of ownership.

“Keep doing that and I won’t be going anywhere.”

I chuckle huskily, kissing up her neck. “You never used to be this….”

“Demanding?” she says, smiling so much that her dimple pops up.

I grin. “Yes, demanding.”

“I spent so long without you. I used to fantasize about what we would be doing if you were with me,” she rasps.

Now that gets my interest. “What did you used to fantasize about?”

“You flew to South Africa, and surprised me. Took me to a hotel, and we made up for lost time,” she says, the last line insinuating just how we made up for lost time. However my mind lingers on the first part of her comment.

I blow out a breath. “I thought about coming after you. Trust me I did, night after night. Then I kept rereading your letter.” That f*cking letter. “I guess I let my pride get in the way.”

“It doesn’t matter. We’re here together now. So show me how much you love me. Maybe I’ll tell you in detail exactly what happened in my mind when you found me…”

I slide into her, and show her just that.

Then she keeps her word and tells me what she used to fantasize about, and we make that a reality.

*****

The sound of someone knocking on my door wakes me up. The space next to me is empty. Taiya must have already left for work. Throwing on some shorts, I jog to the front door, wondering who the hell it could be. Opening the door I come face to face with my baby sister. I instantly go on alert, checking over her to see if she’s okay.

“Sephie? Is everything okay?” I ask, ushering her into the house. I’m glad she’s here, and using the address I left with her, hoping she would visit.

“Sephie? You already gave me a nick name?” she asks, raising an eyebrow and looking amused.

“Reid did actually. Now answer me, is everything all right?” I ask, frowning. We walk into the kitchen and I pour her a drink.

“Everything’s fine. Can’t I just drop by and see my big brother, who I only found out about the other day?” she says, sarcasm and hurt laced in her tone.

“You can come see me anytime. Hell, you can move in here if you want,” I tell her, meaning every word.

She sighs, “I just got in my car and drove, and I ended up here. You gave me the address, so….”

“You’re welcome here anytime,” I say softly, wanting her to know that. “Now, tell me what’s wrong.”

“I don’t want to talk about it right now. Can we just hang out?” she asks, looking around my apartment.

“Sure, I’d love that. What do you have in mind?”

Her expression turns thoughtful. “What were you going to do before I showed up?”

When I’m silent for a second, she makes a face. “Oh, crap, did I interrupt something?”

I cock my head to the side, smirking. “No, you didn’t. Taiya already left for work. I was going to hit the gym to work out for a bit, then come home and shower and head to work.”

She takes a huge gulp of juice. “I could use a workout.” She flexes her arm. “These guns aren’t as big as they used to be.”

I look down at her puny arms and laugh. “Is that right?”

“Yep. Are there any hotties at your gym?” she asks, pushing her blonde hair out of her face.

“Doesn’t matter, does it?”

“Why not?” she asks, her forehead creasing.

“Because once they know you’re my sister, they won’t even look in your direction,” I say, grinning at her scowl.

“Is Reid this much of a cock block?” she asks, as if considering spending the day with Reid instead of me. I laugh so hard I have to lean on the table to hold me up. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

“Reid will probably just punch whoever looks at you. I’m the easy going one,” I add, laughing again when her comment replays in my mind.

“Hmmmph. How about we start with food. Food is good.”

I pause. “Depends what kind of food you’re talking about.”

She snickers. “A giant burger and fries?”

I narrow my eyes. “I knew you weren’t a vegetarian!”

Now it’s her turn to laugh. “You should have seen your face!”

Seeing her laugh makes me happy. I’ll eat plain lettuce everyday if she laughs like that.

“You’re a little shit, you know that?” I tell her, smiling.

“You have no idea, bro. But you will find out. Now, go get dressed and take a shower. You smell like sex.”

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