Page 21 of The Brothers Next Door

“It must feel weird sharing a date with your brother,” Layla said, crinkling her nose up at me.

I laughed. “I was about to ask you the same question.”

“It’s different. Considering I haven’t dated in years it’s a little overwhelming, especially since it was such a surprise.”

“I should have caught on yesterday that you must have mistaken me for Nate. That type of experience doesn’t happen to me. To Nate I’m sure it’s common place.”

“You don’t date much?” She cocked her head to the side and eyed me.

“Nah, dating is pretty rare for me as well.”

“Why not just go out when Nate does? A set of hot twin cops would be a hit.”

“Clubs and bars aren’t really my style. We’re the stereotypical opposite twins. He’s an extrovert, I’m an introvert. He likes things exciting—”

“—Except when it come to roller coasters,” she cut in, making me laugh.

“Exactly, which is his loss because he’s down there and I’m the lucky guy to be up here with you.”

Her smile faded and she ran a hand through her hair. “I don’t want to come between you two. I know it’s premature to think about. I’m not even sure if this is truly a date, but…”

“You don’t have to worry about that. We’re just hanging out, nothing wrong with that.” I wasn’t going to tell her that I had the very same concerns that she did. I’d have to have a chat with Nate and find out just how serious he was about her—I hoped not so much.

The ride jolted forward a foot and stopped just as suddenly. She squealed as her body fell against mine. “Sorry,” she muttered, though she didn’t move her body. When she looked up at me, I held my breath, waiting, undecided on what to do. The urge to kiss her was becoming too overwhelming to ignore. Had she been any other woman…

The smell of her perfume lured me in. The lights of the park around us highlighted her face in the most perfect way.

Fuck, she looked stunning.

Her breath became ragged, her pupils dilating as she ran her tongue along her lower lip. Her lips gleamed in the most appealing way as the moonlight shone off those succulent lips.

Dammit, why did she have to do that? Why did she have to look up at me with lust in her eyes?

I wanted to kiss her. Scratch that, I needed to kiss her. What could I say, I was a weak bastard of a man. Catching her chin in my hand, tilting her face up to the perfect angle, I lowered my lips to hers. Before you judge me, know that the atmosphere couldn’t have been more perfect than it was at this moment. Anyone else would have done the same. She moaned against my mouth, her lips parting and allowing me in. I took the invitation, slipping my tongue between her lips, desperately searching out hers. The feeling of our tongues dancing was electric, causing my dick to thicken and throb.

Dammit, I wanted this woman. The soft moan she released as we kissed only fuelled the need. I wanted her more than I’d wanted a woman in a very long time, yet I barely knew her. A couple of days ago she was the crazy cat lady, but now…

My thought was interrupted as the ride jolted forward, tearing us apart. She gasped and fell back into the seat, her eyes looking straight ahead as the ride continued around the track and to my brother.

Neither of us spoke for the remainder of the ride.

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