Page 37 of Off Limits
He turned, and the sight of her nearly knocked the wind out of him. It was like taking a punch to the gut.
She weaved through the crowd, her gaze scanning, her hips swaying. Goddamn. She was beautiful. And he had missed the fuck out of her.
His lungs emptied like they forgot how to breathe. Her long blonde ponytail bounced with each step, her skin kissed golden by the Mexican sun. She wore black harem pants scattered with white hibiscus blooms and a snug white crop top that hugged her curves, revealing just enough of her toned stomach to drive him absolutely insane.
Fuck me.
Jane rushed into her brother’s arms. “I’m so happy to see you.” She rested her chin on Rex’s shoulder but opened her eyes to look straight into Brady’s soul or, at least, it felt that way.
“I’m glad you’re back.” Rex squeezed her before pulling back and looking at her. “You look good. Refreshed.”
She giggled and the sound went straight to his dick.
“My head is the clearest it’s ever been.” She flashed a smile that damn near unraveled him. “Brady. Good to see you.” She leaned in and pressed a kiss to his cheek.
Her jasmine scent wrapped around him, warm and familiar.
“Jane.” His voice came out rougher than he intended. He placed a hand at her waist and kissed her cheek. His thumb grazed a sliver of exposed skin above her waistband, and she hummed in his ear.
Every drop of blood in his body rushed south.
Staying away from her? Yeah, that was officially impossible.
Chapter Eighteen
Jane
“So tell me how you got my brother to settle down?” Jane swung her leg over the bench and pulled Anna down next to her. Anna was stunning in all the ways Jane was not. Anna’s dark chestnut waves cascaded over her shoulders, contrasting nicely against her peach blouse. Her golden irises sparkled. Her body curved in all the ways men loved. Jane had no questions why her brother was so smitten.
Anna’s eyes widened. “I’m not sure he’s settled down.” Anna squirmed in her seat. She was clearly uncomfortable being put on the spot but Jane needed to ensure that Anna wasn’t playing games with Rex. He’d been through enough. He was protective of her and she of him.
“My brother hasn’t dated since that wench, Layla. Not sure if he told you about her. I never liked her. But anywho ... you might not be married, but he’s definitely serious about you. He hasn’t introduced me to any girl in a long time.”
Anna bites her lower lip. “It’s still new. We’re getting to know each other.”
“He likes you, Anna. You’re all he talks about. And that’s saying a lot because before, his only focus was work. This beer. That beer. This restaurant. That bar. His trip to Oregon. Or Maine. Blah. Blah. To be honest, I was worried.” She smiles at Anna. He wrapped himself up in work after he found Layla with one of his good friends. She believed he immersed himself in travel so he could hook up with girls he’d never have to see again. “I’m super proud of him and the boys, but there is more to life than work.”
