Page 80 of Broken Bridges

“Hey, baby sis.” Cole hugged me. “God, it’s so good to be home.”

I slipped from Cole’s embrace into Lewis’s arms. “Hi.”

He nuzzled into my ear and whispered, “Missed you.” But his hug was quick and fleeting. No need to raise Cole’s suspicions.

“Tee, something’s come up.” Cole ruffled his hands through his hair and grinned. “I’m gonna head out to Vegas for the weekend and catch up with Irena and her friends. She’s there doing a photoshoot for Elle magazine.”

I had no idea who Irena was but my heart happy danced. Cole was going away. YAY! But I packed on the sulking and pouting. “Are your supermodels more important than me? I was looking forward to hanging out and hearing all the gossip from promo.” Keeping my hopes on a leash, I kept my tone causal and carefree. “Is Slip going with you?”

“Nope.” Trouble furrowed Cole’s brow as he shook his head. “He bailed. Some cousin I’ve never heard of is visiting this weekend.”

Cousin being Maddy. I zipped my lips, trying not to smile. My heart beat a touch faster as I turned to Lewis. “What about you? Are you going?” Say no, please? I prayed nothing had changed since we’d Snapchatted two days ago when we’d discussed our clear doctors’ results and this weekend.

He gave me the sexy eye as he shook his head. “No. My brother, Lee, is coming to LA for a conference in Anaheim. We’re catching up on Sunday afternoon.”

Yes. We were on.

He threw me a quick wink. “With a few days off, I aim to explore some more of LA.”

Warmth flooded my cheeks. Oh yeah. I loved that he meant me.

“Tia can show you around.” Cole hooked his arm around my shoulders. “She needs to get out of the house.”

“Maybe. We’ll see.” I rubbed Cole’s arm. I should have felt guilty about abusing the trust Cole had in me and Lewis, but I didn’t. Time together was what Lewis and I needed.

“Okay.” Cole clapped his hands and headed for the door. “I’m out of here.” He picked up his bag. “I’m gonna grab some sleep during the drive out to Vegas, then party the weekend away in a house full of hot chicks. I’ll be back on Monday night.”

“Alright then.” I wanted to kick him out the door as fast as I could, but I casually leaned against the doorjamb and waved goodbye. “Have fun. Love you.”

I held my breath as he hopped in the car and shut the door. The driver took off, and the security gate clicked shut. He was gone. Butterflies swirled in my gut as I stepped inside and locked the door.

Lewis stepped in beside me. His small smile didn’t hide the anxiety swarming in his eyes. “We couldn’t have planned that better even if we tried.”

“No. My brother’s addiction to sex and supermodels has paid off.”

“Indeed.” He tugged on my shirt. “So, what’s on our agenda?”

“You nervous?”

“Not gonna lie. Yep.”

“We don’t have to rush. We have the house to ourselves for the whole weekend. We can take this slow.”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” He snaked his hands around my waist and drew me in for a kiss. Long, slow touches and flicks of his tongue made my knees weaken. “I plan to have you naked as often as possible. I aim to explore every inch of your body, starting here.” He ran his hand to the front of my jeans, cupped between my legs, and pressed my zipper into my crotch. Oh wow. “I’m not going to waste one second of this weekend with you. That okay?”

“I like the sound of that.” My voice came out breathy and hot. “After a shower.”

He scooped me up in his arms and carried me upstairs to my bedroom. As we shuffled into the bathroom, we undressed each other and fell into the cascading warm water. Sensual touches and kisses turned hungry. He buried himself inside me, pinning me against the cool tiled wall. Jolts of electricity charged through my core every time he thrust into me.

Sweeping his hair off his face, I whispered against his lips, “You’re getting the hang of this ‘fucking a girl’ thing.”

“I plan on being an expert by the end of the weekend. But I’ve much to learn. You up for that?”

“I am. I hope my leg will handle it.”

“I’ll make sure it does. We’ll work with it. So, is this good for you?” He spun me ’round, bent me over and fucked my pussy from behind.

The breath shot from my lungs. “Oh yeah. That...is good.”

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