Torn Between Two Brothers (3 page)

Throughout the
night Adam took her again and again, until dark bled into dawn.
They both fell asleep in the wee hours of the morning, and Lauren
couldn’t remember ever feeling so happy and content on hump
day.

She slept well
but not long and as the early morning sun shone in through a tiny
crack in the drawn dark curtains, she stretched out her fatigue
limbs and gave a happy sigh. Her body felt used and sore from last
night’s all-nigh rendezvous. When she blinked her eyes open and
reached for the amazing man beside her, she jolted upright and
gasped out loud.

“Oh. My.
God.”

“O
h. My. God.”

Garret Wilson
blinked his eyes open and stared at the gorgeous woman looking down
at him. With a tangle of bed sheets clutched to her chest, her big
eyes were wide, her sexy mouth agape. Her long chestnut hair was
tousled and mussed from last night’s lovemaking marathon, and had
his cock hardening all over again. Adam wasn’t kidding when he said
she was amazing.

As his erection
tented the sheets, her big blue eyes went from his face, to his
obvious arousal, back to his face again. Despite the shock
spreading across her flushed cheeks, he spotted some other emotion
swimming in the depth of those baby blues. Something that resembled
desire. She wanted him again—as much as he wanted her—and that
realization had his cock growing another inch.

Jesus, he’d
been around the block a time or two, and had bedded his fair share
of women, but he’d never quite met a girl like her. So warm, so
giving, so generous and sensual between the sheets that it did the
strangest things to his insides. Want zinged through him as last
night’s erotic memories warmed his blood. Adam was right, there was
just something about her, something so unique and beguiling that it
could turn even the wildest of playboys into a one-woman kind of
guy.

Her gorgeous
pink nipples—nipples that he’d sucked long and hard until their
cries of pleasure merged—pressed against the white sheet, and it
occurred to him that she was a lethal combination of sweet and sexy
and was every bit as giving and passionate between the sheets as
his brother had said she was.

As Garret
stared at her, he knew his heart didn’t stand a chance, not with a
girl like her. Even though he’d just met her, with the way Adam
talked about her it felt like he’d known her for his entire
lifetime, which could very well account for what he was feeling. He
guessed his brother was betting on that. She brought things out in
him that left him reeling and thanks to Adam he knew her wants and
needs better than she, herself, did. Which was exactly why he was
here.

“Good
morning.”

“Good morning?”
she rushed out. “Good morning? That’s all you have to say? Good
morning!”

He went up on
his elbows. “What else would you like me to say?” he asked slowly,
in an attempt to calm her and make this as easy on her as
possible.

“How about,
geez, sorry about last night.”

“But I’m not
sorry.” He reached out to gently trace the pretty outline of her
areola, barely visible behind the sheet she desperately clutched to
her chest. Last night he discovered the way she liked to be touch
and he planned to put that knowledge to good use. He rubbed her nub
with the soft pad of his thumb, ever so gently, just enough to make
it harden beneath his hand. “Why should I be?”

She shivered
under his invasive touch and inched toward him. The movement was
slight, but he noticed it. Then, as if she suddenly realized what
she was doing, she squared her shoulders and bit out, “Because you
pretended you were Adam.”

“No I
didn’t.”

“You slept with
me!”

“And you slept
with me,” he responded, reminding her that it was she who’d crawled
in with him. “And I don’t believe I was the only willing
participant in this bed last night.”

Gorgeous blue
eyes flashed daggers. “That’s because I thought you were Adam.”

She looked so
sweet and vulnerable that a wave of tenderness stole over him. He
softened his voice and asked, “Didn’t you enjoy it?” He reached for
her, but she pulled back.

“No. Yes. I
don’t know. I thought you were Adam.”

Okay, they were
clearly going in circles here and they both needed coffee. When he
pushed the comforter off, she quickly averted her glance and
scrambled to the other side of the bed.

“Wait. Don’t,”
she rushed out.

“Don’t what?”
he asked.

“Don’t get up.
You’re naked.”

Everything
inside him went out to her. He dipped his head and spoke in
whispered words. “It’s a little late for modesty, don’t you think,
Lauren?”

With that her
head snapped up and a wheezing sound escaped her lips when she
asked, “So you know who I am, then?”

“Sure.” He
paused to take pleasure in the sight of the gorgeous woman before
him. “But believe me, Adam’s description didn’t do you justice.
You’re the most beautiful, sensuous woman I’ve ever met.” Just then
Nate jumped on the bed and brushed against him. “Hey boy, miss me?”
he asked.

Lauren bit down
on her lower lips as her glance moved over his face, a careful
assessment. He could almost hear the wheels spinning as he stroked
his cat. Then when her eyes widened, and her cheeks flushed Garret
knew she’d figured it out.

“Ohmygod,
you’re Adam’s brother.”

“Yeah, that’s
me.” Naked, Garret climbed from the bed. “Coffee?” he asked.

“But I
thought…I thought you were still in Europe racing. Adam said you
wouldn’t be back for months.”

“Change of
plans,” was all he offered, not bothering to explain his revised
racing schedule, or that after the long talk with his brother, he
was interested in steering his life in a new direction. After
meeting Lauren, although their initial meeting wasn’t supposed to
go down quite like that, he was rather excited by the prospect and
knew he’d made the right decision. From now on he’d be closer to
Adam, and travelling only on the weekends.

With that he
made his way to the kitchen, walking over a trail of clothes.
Dropping the bed sheet, Lauren scooped up her skirt and blouse and
covered her body with the flimsy pieces of material as she followed
him through the condo.

“We…uh…we
didn’t use a condom.”

He turned back
around, and gave her a warm smile as the memories rocked him. He
reached out a gentle hand and lightly pushed her hair off her
shoulder. The truth was she’d caught him by surprise last night,
slipping into bed with him. At first he thought he was dreaming,
but then when he realized she was actually there in the flesh, they
were already well past the point of no return. “You’re on the pill,
aren’t you?”

“Yes, but…”

“I’m clean,
sweetheart.”

She eyed him
suspiciously. “Did Adam know you were coming back?”

“Yeah.”

“Did he know
you’d be staying here last night?”

“Can’t say for
sure. It was really going to depend on what flight I caught, and I
haven’t had a chance to talk to him yet.”

She pinched the
bridge of her nose and wondered why Adam hadn’t called her. Then
again he was flying overseas and probably couldn’t, and it wasn’t
like he expected her to crawl into his bed. With his brother! “I
just can’t believe…”

He pitched his
voice low, wanting to put her at ease and said, “Look. Why don’t
you go get a shower, and when you come out I’ll have breakfast all
ready for you.”

She looked at
him, incredulous.

“Eggs?” he
asked.

“Yes. No. I
don’t know,” she blurted out again, clearly flustered as her shirt
fell from her hand and exposed a luscious nipple.

He tried to be
a gentleman and not to stare as she fixed herself. He really did.
But she was so fucking beautiful he couldn’t seem to help
himself.

He cleared his
throat. “Scrambled, right?”

She arched a
curious brow. “How do you know that?”

“Just a guess,”
he answered as she bent down to scoop up her panties. When she
stood back up he tore his gaze away. “After you eat, I’ll walk you
to work. I don’t have anything on the agenda today.”

“How do you
know where I work?” she questioned.

He filled the
coffee maker with grounds. “Adam’s my brother. We talk.”

At the mention
of Adam her face drained of color.

“Oh, God,
Adam,” she groaned out loud, her voice wavering.

“You really
like him?” he asked.

Her glance met
his and she didn’t hesitate when she said, “Yes. A lot.”

Garret smiled.
Adam was right. She was everything he said she was. Honest, sincere
and loyal. Qualities that were important to him, qualities he
admired but had yet to come across in a woman. Until now.

Gulping loud
enough for him to hear, she waved her hand toward the bedroom.
“Which is why…”

When he took a
small step toward her, she took a small step back. “Trust me you
don’t have anything to worry about,” he said, addressing her
worries. Honestly Lauren had no idea just how understanding his
brother was going to be when he found out how good they were in bed
together, but it was best for Adam to tell her that himself.
“Neither of us realized what was happening until it was too late.
He’ll understand that.”

“Do you think
so?” She blinked rapidly. “I really care about him, and wouldn’t
want to do anything to hurt him.”

Garret could
tell she more than cared about Adam and that pleased him. “I know
he cares about you, too.” Which, once again, was the reason Garret
was there. He moved close and lightly brushed his thumb over her
kiss swollen lips. Warm desire moved across her face before she
blinked.

Lauren put her
hands up and pushed on his chest. “I have to go, Garret.”

He smiled at
her, realizing it was the first time she’d said his name out loud.
Something about the way she’d said it had his mind conjuring up
images of hot bodies rocking together in synch. He wondered how his
name would sound on her tongue when she screamed it during
orgasm.

As if she knew
what he was thinking, she gave a brisk shake of her head and
turned. “I need a shower.” She tossed the words over her shoulder
as she sashayed down the hall, her sweet bare ass dragging his
focus and generating heat and need deep inside him. “Then I need to
get out of here.”

As Garret
watched her go, he wanted to say something, anything to help put
her at ease but closed his mouth instead. Even though things hadn’t
quite gone according to plan, what he wanted to say was better off
coming from his brother. Besides, he had other more important
things to think about, like how he was going to get to know her
better, and what it was going to take to gain her trust and show
her just how good they could be together. Inside the bedroom and
out.

“Y
ou did what?” Shiloh asked as she dropped her mocha
latte onto the cafeteria table with a thump and sloshed the hot
liquid over the side of the Styrofoam cup.

Thoroughly
embarrassed—not to mention sexually satisfied—Lauren pressed her
hands to her face and muffled her words when she said, “I slept
with Garret.”

“Garret? Who
the hell is Garret?”

Desperately
needing to get the ugly truth off her chest, and bare her sins to
her best friend and colleague she blurted out, “He’s Adam’s
brother. I slept with Adam’s brother!” Lauren slowly peeled her
hands back from her face and pushed away the coffee Shi had brought
her, unable to enjoy their ritual, early morning latte before they
both began their rounds.

“Holy Jesus,
Lauren,” Shiloh whispered and leaned forward. “How the hell did
that happened?”

“It just sort
of…happened.”

“Sleeping with
your boyfriend’s brother doesn’t just sort of happen. Now give me
the details.”

Lauren fell
silent for a moment and gave a polite nod to the group of nurses
who were walking by. When they were finally out of earshot she went
on to explain, “Well, I went to feed Nate, and when I arrived at
Adam’s condo, I found Adam in bed.”

“Only, it
wasn’t Adam,” Shi added and slowly shook her head from side to
side, clearly astounded. “And you slept with him?”

“I slept with
him,” she echoed and pinched the bridge of her nose.

Shiloh let
loose a long, low whistle. “Cripes…”

“Yeah, that
just about sums it up.”

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
?”