Page 96 of Tempting Promises
“For one night, it seems.”
“There’s a whole second floor,” she says, pointing to the spiral staircase.
I seriously can’t even take this all in. It’s insane. She’s upstairs already, calling down and explaining there’s a loft with a pool table and other games. “Why couldn’t we get stranded here during the ice storm?”
“Right!” Charlotte yells back.
“Hey, Dora the Explorer, the party is in an hour, do you have to get ready?” I remember all too well her sister needing three hours just to go to Peakness.
I don’t know how I ever thought sleeping with her was a good idea.
She comes back down and smiles. “I do. I’ll go get ready and you can...do whatever guys do while girls get ready.”
I nod once, grab the remote, and flop on the couch. “Baseball it is.” I will get lost in the game that’s on, relax, and get ready ten minutes before we’re walking out the door.
Charlotte grabs her bag and heads down the hallway and gasps. “This bed ishuge!”
And now I’m not thinking about the game that’s on, I’m playing a much better game in my head with Charlotte and that bed.
Fuck.
“I don’t know how you do this shit,” I say to my brother Grady as he hands me a beer.
“Do what?”
“These parties all the time.”
He shrugs. “It’s part of business. Carson is a huge client and wants in on my company. He flies a lot, needs a pilot who will be at his beck and call, so these parties allow me opportunities that I need to keep growing.”
Grady is by far the smartest out of us. Well, maybe Brynlee issmarter than all of us, but none of us will admit that. Still, Grady was a pilot in the navy and then got out, came home to raise his son, and started two different businesses that are both flourishing—and he’s engaged to Addison, which was the smartest thing he ever did.
“So business is good?”
“The private plane section is going well, a little slower than I hoped, but the courier section is booming. It’s stupid how much the companies are willing to pay for us to transport documents.” Grady shakes his head and sighs. “I’m not complaining.”
“I bet not.”
Charlotte and Addison walk toward us and I have to force myself to appear calm, but Charlotte in that dress has me feeling anything but calm.
She’s beautiful. Absolutely stunning. Her long brown hair flows in curls down her back and she’s wearing a one-shoulder emerald dress that clings to every perfect curve. I had to feign disinterest when she came out of the room, go in the bathroom and jerk off, just to get through tonight.
Not my proudest moment.
“Hello, beautiful ladies,” Grady says smoothly, wrapping his arm around his fiancée.
“Handsome Whitlock boys,” Addy replies.
I fake a gagging noise. Seriously, my brothers have always been idiots, but in love, they’re absolutely brainless.
Charlotte playfully slaps my chest. “You’re so ridiculous. Are you saying we’re not beautiful?”
“Never once even thought that,” I tell her. “You’re both stunning.”
Her eyes find mine and there’s a flash of something before it disappears. “Well, thank you. You clean up nicely, too.”
“Was that a compliment?” I ask with mock horror.
Charlotte sighs heavily. “I take it back.”
