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Moments later, they both succumbed to the pleasure only they could give each other.
Brett collapsed on top of her, and she lazily stroked his sweat dampened hair. Amy had never been so happy in her entire life. She yawned, content to fall asleep right there on the beach with him on top of her. It would be hard leaving the island. Once they got back home, there would be work and other distractions. It wouldn’t be just the two of them anymore. A few tears slipped past her defenses and down her face.
“Hey,” he put his weight into his arms and looked down at her, “why are you crying?”
She hastily wiped her tears. “I don’t know. I guess I’m just sad about leaving.”
“Will it help if I promise you that things won’t change between us?” He smiled.
“Maybe a little.” She laughed halfheartedly.
His intentions were sincere, but she knew that things would change. There was no way they couldn’t. Hopefully, their feelings for each other wouldn’t, though.
Chapter Twenty
Brett sat on the back porch of his parents’ house with his brother. Amy was inside with his mom, and his father was in the yard fighting to get the grill lit. Brett and Amy had arrived home late last night and crashed at her house.
Well, that wasn’t completely accurate. It was more like they barely got inside before they started tearing at each other’s clothes. Then they made love until they collapsed from physical exhaustion. All morning and most of the afternoon were spent sleeping, and then they made love some more before showering – together – and getting ready for dinner with his parents.
“So, how many days were you on that island before you started tapping that?” Craig asked, tilting his beer bottle toward the kitchen window where Amy could be seen.
Brett sighed. “Don’t start this again, Craig. I told you. Amy and I are just friends.” His heart raced.
The last thing he needed or wanted was for his brother to start prying. Brett and Amy had agreed to keep their relationship a secret from his parents for the time being because he knew once they told his mother, she would have their wedding planned and their babies named before dinner was on the table. And neither of them wanted to deal with that just yet. They simply wanted to enjoy each other for a while longer. In his mind, he was still on that island, and it was all about him and her. He wasn’t ready to face reality, to have the real world barge in on them and steal them away from each other.
“I thought for sure you two would’ve hooked up.” Craig brought his beer to his lips and took a drink. “Not even one drunken night?”
“Nope.” Brett shook his head.
“Huh. Well, if you’re not going to make a move on Amy, then I will. She’s a catch, little bro.”
Brett glared at his brother. “You want Amy?” Over his dead fucking body would Craig ever get his hands on Amy.
“What man wouldn’t?”
Stay calm. Brett took a deep breath. He eyed his brother with disdain. Was Craig being serious, or was he just trying to trick Brett into admitting there was something going on with Amy? Either scenario was a real possibility. Then again, Amy and Craig had gotten close while Brett was away for the show. It could be a real possibility that Craig liked her.
“Since when have you had a thing for Amy?” Brett asked.
Craig shrugged. “I’ve always thought she was hot, but while you were gone, I really got to know her. She’s cool. It wasn’t until I saw her at your wedding that I thought, ‘Wow, I could see myself with her.’ And then when you said there was nothing between the two of you...” He trailed off.
Brett inhaled deeply through his nose and exhaled slowly through his mouth. “Are you fucking with me right now?”
“No.” Craig laughed.
“You’re not her type.” Brett finished his beer and slammed it down on the table with more force than necessary.
“Maybe we should let her decide that.”
Brett clenched his hands into fists and then flexed them. He would not let his brother goad him into saying anything. He knew Amy loved him, and that she was his. So, even if his brother did try to make a move on her, she would reject him. But...the thought of his brother looking at Amy in that way, thinking of her like that...it made his blood boil.
“In fact, I think I’ll ask her out right now.” Craig stood.
Brett grabbed his arm and stood, getting in his face. “Amy is off limits to you.”
“And why’s that?” Craig smiled.
Brett narrowed his eyes at him and scowled.
