Page 6 of Torn Between Two Brothers

Shiloh’s eyes darted around the cafeteria, then she pointed toward the swinging door that led into the hall. “That gorgeous guy I just saw you talking to a few minutes ago. That was him, wasn’t it?”

“He insisted on walking me to work. The roads are icy and he wanted to make sure I arrived safely.” Lauren toyed with the coffee cup and rolled her eyes. “Can you imagine?”

“Actually, I think it’s nice. No guy has ever been that considerate with me before.”

Secretly Lauren thought it was nice too, but she wasn’t about to admit it.

Shiloh pressed her palms to the table and shook her head in disbelief. “And when you were sleeping with him,” she started, bringing the conversation back to Lauren’s colossal mistake, “you didn’t realize it wasn’t Adam? I mean their features are similar but they’re not twins.”

“I know they’re not but it was dark, their voices are similar and they’re built the same,” Lauren rushed out, grasping for a way to make the mix-up sound plausible or at least a little less horrible than it really was. God, she could just die. And last night when he’d brought her to her third orgasm she thought she had.

Good Lord!

Shiloh cocked her head and raised a curious brow. “So you’re saying they’re built the same, you know…everywhere?”

“Well no, not everywhere.”

Lauren looked down sheepishly and took a moment to really think about it. It occurred to her that the signs were all there, she’d just ignored them. In bed Garret’s touch was tender, slow, and achingly gentle, the antithesis to the way Adam made love to her, in fact. Physically his cock was a bit longer, driving into her so deep it made her womb clench. But he wasn’t as thick as Adam’s whose girth made her feel so deliciously full and satisfied it was all she could do to remember her own name. Although they were brothers, and were built alike, everything about them was different, right down to the way their cocks filled her and brought her to orgasm. But she’d been too excited to find Adam home during the week, and too lost in the haze of lust to give those differences much thought at the time.

“So was he any good?”

“Shi,” Lauren admonished. “What kind of question is that?”

“Never mind. I don’t need to ask. The look on your face says it all and to be honest I’m as jealous as hell. That guy was smoking hot.”

Lauren planted her elbows on the table and rested her forehead in her palm. “I have to tell Adam.”

Shi waved a dismissive hand. “No, you don’t.”

“Yes. I do,” she said adamantly. If she didn’t she’d never be able to live with herself. “You know I do.”

“Come on, Lauren, Adam probably has his own harem of women at every airport, and probably a few flight attendants too. Monogamy is a thing of the past.”

Lauren shook her head and whispered under her breath. “And this is how my best friend tries to console me.”

“I just don’t want you to beat yourself up over this.”

“You’re wrong, you know. Adam’s not like that.”

“Look, it was an accident, an honest mistake. You thought you were crawling into bed with Adam. How can he fault you for that?”

“Garret said the same thing.”

She gave a knowing grin. “Oh did he now?”

“Yes, he did,” she shot back. At least both she and Garret realized they owed it to Adam to tell him the truth.

“So tell him then.” She shrugged, took a sip of her latte and leaned back in her chair. “He’ll understand, and if he doesn’t then maybe he wasn’t the guy for you.”

Lauren’s stomach knotted as she took a moment to think things over. What Shi didn’t understand was that Adam was the man for her. They were so good together and she was crazy about him. “Maybe you’re right.”

“Of course I am, and it’s not like you’re going to sleep with Garret again anyway, right?”

Ripples of sensual pleasure moved through her at the memories of last night. Her pulse raced as she thought about all the delicious things Garret did with his tongue, the way his hands caressed her with unfettered hunger and need. Want ripped through her and she shivered in response. Almost violently. Then she thought about how he was there in the morning, there to share breakfast with her, walk to work with her, fulfill a deep seated need inside her, one Adam wasn’t able to achieve, through no fault of his own.

Oh God, what was she thinking?

She shook her head to clear it and noted the strange way Shiloh was staring at her.

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