Page 7 of Torn Between Two Brothers

“What?” Lauren asked.

“Oh boy.”

“Oh boy what?”

Shi shook her head. “Nothing. It’s nothing.”

Before Lauren could press, Shi glanced at her watch and jumped up. “I’m running late. Drinks tonight?”

“No. Tonight I’m going straight home so I don’t get into any more trouble. Adam comes home tomorrow night and I need time to figure out the best way to tell him about the mix-up.” Lauren grabbed her briefcase then reached for her purse but when her hand came up empty her heart jumped into her throat.

“Oh, no.”

Shi turned back. “What?”

“My purse. I’d been in such a hurry to leave the scene of the crime this morning, I grabbed my briefcase but forgot my purse. I left it at Adam’s condo.”

Shi clicked her tongue. “Well, well. Looks like you might be getting into some trouble tonight, after all.”

Lauren bit her lip. “Maybe he won’t be there.”

“And if he is?” she asked, grinning.

“If he is, I’ll just get my purse and leave.”

“You sure that’s what you want to do?”

“Yes, positive.”

“I don’t know, Lauren. Seems to me like you’re torn between two brothers.”

Yeah, and that was the problem. She was a one man kind of woman but feared that if she ran into Garret, a guy who was sweet, kind, gentle and completely irresistible, her common sense would pack a bag and head south and she’d find herself breaking all the rules.

Chapter Five

The day passed without incident, and fortunately Lauren had been so busy with patient care she didn’t have a moment to stop and think about her salacious night with Garret or how Adam was going to take the news.

She was currently just checking on her last patient of the day. Once finished, she planned to go to Adam’s, grab her purse and make a quick escape.

Just as she jotted her last note in Mr. Johnson’s chart, a very sexy, very familiar voice sounded in the doorway. She turned, and her heart leapt at the sight of the gorgeous man smiling at her, the last man she expected to see at her workplace at the end of a very long day. But it also reminded her how much she missed Adam and how lonely she was through the week.

“When do you get off?”

Her mind put an erotic spin to his words and despite herself she felt her pussy clench with want.

She gripped the bedrail and tried for casual. “Now, my shift is over.”

“Good. Dinner is almost ready.”

“Dinner?” She crinkled her nose and stared at him. “What are you talking about?”

When the nurse came in, Lauren handed Mr. Johnson’s file over to her and tried not to concentrate on how good Garret looked leaning against the doorjamb dressed in low slung jeans and a leather jacket looking like sex incarnate.

“I made us dinner.”

She lowered her voice as she pushed past him and stepped into the hall. “I’m not having dinner with you Garret.”

“Why not? You have to stop by to pick your purse up anyway.” He hurried his steps to catch up to her.

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