Page 39 of Twins For My Bestie's Brother

She stares at me, then rolls her eyes. With one finger, she gestures toward me to come closer.

I chuckle. Right. The window. That’s worth pretending for, right? I stop before her, the counter between us. “I’m sweaty.”

“You know I don’t care.”

It’s the same thing she said the day I came in here ready to ask her out for real. That she didn’t care. She wanted me close, dirty or clean. And while I know she was playing a part then, I’m not sure she’s playing a part now.

Lily tilts her head back, eyelids lowering halfway. “You going to kiss me?”

“Thinking about it,” I reply, leaning a hand on the counter.

“You’re so annoying,” she says. She presses her hands to the counter, giving her leverage to come closer.

I back away. “Actually, I needed to pick up some things.”

Lily huffs. “Fine.”

I keep backing up. “You know, I might need some help.”

Lily watches me, those hazel eyes dancing as she sizes up the situation.

“Finding what I need,” I go on, stopping in front of one of the aisles.

Catching on, Lily starts to round the counter. “Let me help you, then.”

I duck down the aisle slowly. I’m not sure what kind of game I’ve created, but she’s playing, and that’s enough for me. I keep walking.

“What are you looking for?” Lily calls after me.

“Things.”

“Ah, things.”

I turn out of the aisle and into the next one. I glance over my shoulder. Lily isn’t following. I frown and stop in my tracks.

That’s when I feel her arms wrapping around me. “Caught you.”

I gasp with laughter. “Dammit, you’re sneaky.”

“You act like you’re surprised. You know I am.”

I do. From years of Kayla and Lily playing stupid practical jokes on me. Harmless, but always annoying as all hell. “Come on, we should get closer to the window so that people can—”

Lily cuts me off with a kiss. I inhale in surprise but accept it with all of me, letting the feeling of her lips roll through me. I know her kiss so well at this point, yet it’s mesmerizing every time.

She flings her arms around my neck, drawing herself closer to me. My legs are jelly from my ride, making it easier to throw me off balance. I trip backward and thankfully land against a wall separating a pair of display racks.

“Lil—” I gasp out, but she gives me no chance to get a word out.

Her body is flush with mine. And it’s no accident. She rubs up against me, her breasts pressed to my chest and her hips undulating against mine.

There’s no one here to see us.

And yet Lily isgoingfor it. Giving me everything. Why? And why now?

I place my hands on her shoulders with the intent to push her off to say my piece, but she feels too good. I can’t stop her.

But if things go too far, I’m going to get hurt. I can’t just be a ‘hit it and quit it’ for her. I need so much more.

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