Page 49 of Saving Mr. Norcross
“Sounds like a good idea.” His voice was low with a husky edge. “Or we could take a swim in the pool?”
“Sounds nice.” After leaving Justin’s, they’d returned to their villa, showered, and furiously fucked twice, before taking a nap. They’d shared a light lunch in the sunshine by the pool. They’d planned to swim, but had gotten distracted. Okay, Brynn had shed her bikini top, and Vander had gotten distracted. They’d ended up back in bed.
Suddenly, voices sounded in the living room.
“Yoo-hoo! Vander? Brynn? Where are you?”
Brynn froze. “Is that your mother?”
Vander made a low growling sound and closed his eyes. “Yes.”
“What the—?” How was her mother-in-law here in Italy?
Vander knifed out of the bed and quickly yanked on some cargo shorts.
“Vander?” His mom’s voice was getting closer.
Crap. Brynn sat up and wrapped herself in the top sheet.
He strode to the bedroom door and cracked it open. “Ma?”
“What are you two doing in bed at this time of day?” Clara Norcross exclaimed. “It’s barely after lunch.”
Brynn closed her eyes. She adored her mother-in-law, but the woman had no boundaries when it came to her kids. This wasn’t the first time she’d caught Brynn and Vander naked.
“We’ll be out in a minute,” Vander said. “Is Dad here, too?”
“Yes, he’s in the living room. Haven called us yesterday. She was panicked and said you and Rhys had been abducted.” Clara made an annoyed sound. “I knew you and Rhys would be fine, but we decided to come just in case.”
Brynn snatched up some panties, and hopping on one foot, yanked them on. Then she grabbed a sundress off the floor andraced to the bathroom. She quickly freshened up and dressed. She had stubble burn in a few interesting places, but nothing she could do about that.
When she opened the door, Vander stood by the bed, now wearing a black T-shirt with his cargo shorts. He was staring at the floor.
He lifted his head and met her gaze. “Sorry.”
Brynn laughed. “We’ve been married long enough that I know what your family is like.”
His lips twitched and he took her hand. “She’s going to horn in on the end of our vacation.”
Curling into him, Brynn kissed his jaw. “She loves you. Loves us.”
“And I love you.”
In the living room, they didn’t just find Ethan and Clara Norcross, but Vander’s older brother Easton and his wife Harlow, along with Vander’s sister, Gia.
Brynn blinked.
“Good to see you both in one piece,” Gia exclaimed, her dark curls pulled up in an effortless, stylish pile on top of her head. She kissed Vander’s cheek before hugging Brynn.
A second later, the French doors to the pool opened and Haven and Rhys arrived.
“Sorry,” Haven said, looking flustered. “I forgot to tell you that I called the family last night. Not that I was expecting them to turn up here.”
“We came on the jet,” Easton said. “Just in case you needed us.”
The oldest Norcross sibling looked like a more polished, serious version of Vander. He wore dark slacks and a blue shirt. Even when he wasn’t in a suit, he still carried an air of authority befitting of the oldest brother and successful businessman.
“Saxon wanted to come too,” Gia said of her husband, “but he needed to hold down the fort at Norcross Security.” She sank gracefully onto the arm of the couch. “But I wasn’t going to miss a trip to Italy.” She smiled. “One word, shopping. Harlow and I have plans.”
