Page 70 of My Ex's Brothers

“I like you too, Mamma Mia,” I say with a grin. Her hands settle on my chest, her palms warm against my skin. My gaze dips to her lips and I’m suddenly aware of how close she is to me. My cock twitches and I don’t fight the smile or the laugh that escapes me, and she laughs too.

“But everything is just kind of crazy, you know?” she says, biting her lip.

I lean down just a fraction, her lips inches away. “I know. I promise I won’t rush you into anything, Amelia. I get it. But?—”

She lets out a soft laugh. “There’s always a but.”

“If you want me…” I say the words, feeling the weight of them in the air between us. “All you have to do is ask, sweetheart.”

She offers me a soft smile and I realize her hands have slid up to my neck.

“So if I wanted to kiss you right now, all I have to do is ask?” she says, and I see the mischief in her eyes.

“Mhmm.”

I ghost my lips over hers and for a second she doesn’t move. I pull away just a hair and that’s when I feel it. Her hands at the back of my neck, pulling me closer. Her lips parting and her tongue sliding into my mouth.

My cock throbs as I pull her against me, until I’m backed against the counter. My hands slide over her waist, over her pajama-clad ass, and rest there. I grin as we kiss, enjoying the feel of her body against mine. The taste of her tongue in my mouth.

Then I smell the overpowering scent of something burning, and there’s the sound of a throat clearing.

Amelia all but jumps off of me and we both turn to see a rather pissy-looking Dane.

And Richie.

Fuck.

“You’re up early this morning, Tripp,” Richie says, his voice full of disdain.

Shit, I’m going to hear about this, I know it.

“Couldn’t sleep anymore.”

Dane makes his way over to Lyla and picks her up. She coos and giggles as he settles her on him, rubbing her back.

Amelia is frozen beside me.

“Funny, you seemed to sleep just fine before. Practically had to drag you out of bed to make sure you got your breakfast.” Richie’s gaze drifts to the stove.

I hurriedly go back to my omelet—which was going to be Mia’s omelet—and flip it before it can actually burn.

“Looks like you got that covered too,” Dane says as he comes to stand next to Amelia. His gaze on me is solid. Maybe even a little bit scary. But when he looks at Amelia, the smile that graces his face is like he’s someone else entirely.

“Good morning,” he says, and I watch the way her shoulders relax. The way she looks up at him.

I shouldn’t be jealous. I really shouldn’t. But I also know the story of how she met Dex.

He wasn’t who she metfirst.

The man she’d actually hit it off with was Dane. Then Dexter came in like a bat out of hell and swept her off her feet.

“You have anywhere you need to be today?” Richie asks gruffly as he slides past us, heading for the refrigerator.

“Uh…no. I don’t have any interviews or anything lined up today. I suppose all I really have on the agenda is calling and canceling my lease.”

Lyla squeals and giggles as she reaches for her mother, and as I press my omelet I watch out of the corner of my eye the way Amelia takes her from Dane, her eyes lighting up.

Seeing them in the same room is weird.

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