“You seem quite impressed now.” His dark words land on the shell of my ear in a low whisper.

“Hardly.”

“You’re drooling, Mrs. King.”

“More like fuming.”

“Enough to attempt dry humping my cock?” His words lower, eliciting sharp tingles on my nape.

“I’m trying to get comfortable under the miserable circumstances.”

He slides his other hand up my back, erupting a volcano on the muslin shirt, and I bite my lower lip when his fingers skim my nape.

Eli fists my hair by my ponytail and jerks my head back so that it’s leaning against his chest and he’s staring down at me. His lips nearly touch mine with every word. “Comfortable enough, Mrs. King?”

I cease breathing, partly because if I open my mouth, I’ll brush my lips against his. The part that’s daring me to go for it, see who can win this battle, should be chucked over a cliff.

Movement comes from behind us as if it’s reaching us from a basement before a familiar voice announces, “Isn’t it too early for this show?”

I snap out of my alien state and straighten when Eli reluctantly releases my hair, looking positively annoyed.

My eyes land on Creigh first, and then a smaller girl who’s wearing a purple jumpsuit and matching headband and earrings slides from behind him, covering her eyes.

“Anni!”

“Ava!!”

I shove Eli away to attack her in a bear hug. Even though I only met Anni at uni, we clicked right away. She’s the purple to my pink and the only one of my friends who’s obsessed with looking like a princess. All the time.

Once we break apart, I stroke her long brown hair and the locks she curled. “Love the new haircut!”

“Love your skirt!”

We hug again. “Missed you, Anni.”

“Missed you, too, future sis-in-law.”

Right.

We’re that now.

I reluctantly let her go and wrap my arms around Creigh. “Hi, you.”

He barely returns the hug before he’s pulled back and Eli starts to envelop him in an embrace. “What a very pleasant surprise, little bro.”

Creigh pushes him away. He somehow looks different now. He’s happier, I guess, thanks to the fireball of sunshine that is Anni. He’s been a changed man since she came into his life.

She altered him for the better, despite all the odds that were stacked against them.

Ari says Anni is like her role model because she got the guy who had absolutely no interest in her in the beginning and even considered her annoying. She takes notes from her.

Not me.

Since I’m obviously a failure.

“You knew we were coming,” Creigh tells his brother.

“In the afternoon. Does it look like teatime to you?”