Page 16 of Doctor’s Surprise Twins

“Oh, I bet you would have.” He chuckled and looked around the room. “Don’t suppose you have a baggie for a soiled tie?”

Shaking my head, I stood, though I wished he would have let me suck him clean.Fuck, that was amazing sex.“Can’t say that I do.” I tossed the dirty tissues and handed him another to wipe his hand clean. He carefully folded the messy part of the tie into yet another tissue and shoved it in his jacket pocket before putting the jacket on.

“Until I admit that I have zero interest in you?” His question struck me as odd, but I grinned and shrugged.

“Yeah. You tell me that this” —I swiped my finger in the air between the two of us— “is going nowhere, that you have no interest in me, and I’ll back off.”

“And if I tell you I like it?” He moved toward me, a magnetic attraction I knew was undeniable.

“Then I’m yours, and we sort out the details later.” I tipped my chin up, accepting a kiss.

“Dinner at my house Saturday night, then. We can talk details.”

I was falling in love with this man and I didn’t even know how to tell him. I had never forgotten the way he made me feel when we were kids. And now, I feared this was all just fun and games to him—NSA sex he’d later shrug off as a passing fancy. I didn’t want to admit my fear, that he was only playing me, so I kept my emotion to myself.

“Dinner sounds nice, and maybe we’ll do more than talk.”

After another peck, I let myself out. My body felt relaxed, but my mind raced. I wasn’t sure what the next step was, but if it meant getting closer to him in any way, I’d take it. I just hoped he didn’t try to tell me it was sex and nothing more. Despite how amazing that would be, my heart couldn’t take that.

CHAPTERELEVEN

Derek

Ducking under a low-hanging branch,I guided the mare down the trail in the woods. Curt’s horse followed behind mine, and both of them got distracted by the mud and fresh green foliage emerging on the brush on either side of the trail. Twice, I had to smack her ass to get her to stop trying to graze and just walk the trail. Curt laughed as my hat got snagged in yet another branch and the mare kept walking.

“Here,” he said, handing me the hat. He collected it from the tree after I had cleared the low branch.

“Thanks. Damn horse thinks she can squeeze me off.” I chuckled and put my hat back on, clicking my tongue to get the horse to move a bit faster. A glance at my watch told me we needed to wrap up this trail ride because Maggie was due to come by for dinner. Curt could not be here when that happened.

“I needed this, being out in the fresh air. Thanks for having me over. Sorry I sprang this on you. I just needed time out in nature.” Curt brought his horse in step with mine, and I saw his downtrodden face. He was acting weird, though I couldn’t place why. We weren’t as close as we used to be back in the day, but he still told me when major things happened in his life.

For a moment, I got the sense that he was feeling me out, testing me. Maybe I was just being paranoid since I was fucking his sister, which I knew would piss him off, but it felt like he wasn’t telling me everything. Something was bothering him more than just needing time outdoors.

“Yeah, no problem. I don’t mind. I needed to get these guys out on the trails anyway. I’m hoping to do some trail riding lessons this summer for kids who go to Camp Mac-O-Chee.”

Curt perked up when I mentioned the camp. We had gone there as teens, and it brought up nostalgic feelings whenever we told stories from those days. I was happy to try to give back to the place that had given me and Curt so much, especially in the days following his mother’s death. That place had been a godsend.

“Yeah? You’ll have to tell Margie I said hi.” As quickly as he perked up, he wilted again. “You spoken to Maggie lately?”

My chest tightened. Here it was, the lecture. “I work with her. So yeah, I spoke with her just yesterday.” I braced myself for him to tell me off or scold me at the very least for having any sort of relationship with his sister, but instead of shouting, he stared off toward the house, which was slowly coming into view.

Branches clawed at us from both sides of the path, leaving briars in our pants legs and making the horses want to crush our legs between their bodies. Despite my best efforts to keep the mare headed straight, she pushed Curt’s horse and they leaned into each other for position in the center of the path. I let Curt pull ahead and wondered why he’d ask whether I’d talked to her. He knew we worked together.

“You had an argument with her or something?” With his back to me, I couldn’t see his expression.

“More like ‘or something’. She hasn’t spoken to me since the party at my house. I asked her to come by and have dinner with Dad and me, but she told Dad she had other plans tonight and never responded to me.”

I heard the disappointment in his voice and couldn’t bear to tell him that I was the reason she wasn’t coming to his house.

Our horses cleared the edge of the woods and finally spread out, taking up more space than necessary as their hooves sank into the soft lawn. I glanced at my watch again. Maggie would be here in less than forty-five minutes, and we still had to brush down the horses. So I nudged the mare with the spur of my boot and brought her to a canter, Curt’s horse matching pace.

“I’m sure she’s just busy. I’ll ask her if you want me to.” I caught myself and added, “On Monday, I mean.”

“Nah, I’m sure she’ll explain herself. I think she’s just pissed at me for what I said to her at the party.” Curt bounced along on the back of the horse, inexperienced at riding. I rose slightly in the stirrups to reduce the pounding my ass would take.

“Yeah? What’s that?” My interest was piqued. Maggie hadn’t told me she had discussed anything difficult with Curt, so getting this fresh take on what had happened at that party—whether before or after our encounter—had me curious.

He shrugged. “I just reminded her that you’re my friend and that we’d agreed when y’all were kids that dating was a no-no.”

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