Free Forever Entangled by Kathleen Brooks

Ryan and hating herself for it. She was in love with a man who only wanted her to prove a point and that made her cry even harder.
     
    Ryan pulled up in front of Sienna’s house and was relieved to see that Seth’s sports car was nowhere to be seen. He looked around for Dylan but didn’t see him. Ryan reached into the passenger seat for the bag of food and almost jumped when he looked up to find Dylan standing at his door. Damn, he needed to learn how his cousin did that.
    Ryan opened his door and handed one of the bags to Dylan. “I got you fries, too.”
    “Thanks. She’s in the bathroom crying and drinking wine.”
    “How do you know that?” Ryan asked. Had Dylan gone inside?
    “She left the bathroom window open.” Dylan grinned and before Ryan could think twice, he planted his fist in his cousin’s face. Dylan’s head snapped back and a trickle of blood ran from the side of his lip.
    Dylan’s grinned widened. “So, that’s how it is.”
    “No, it’s not like that.”
    Dylan chuckled and popped a fry into his mouth. “You keep telling yourself that.”
    Ryan shook his hand out and reached back into his car. Why was everyone saying that to him? “Hey, sorry about the punch.”
    When he stood up, Dylan was gone and a key sat on the hood of his car. “You’re such a drama queen,” Ryan shouted. He heard a chuckle from the shadows and smiled. “Stay safe, cuz.”
    Ryan shut his car door and headed for the house. From deep within, the house shook. Hooch knew he was there. The thought of the dog being happy to see him made him smile as he took the spare key Dylan had found for him and unlocked the door. He followed the thumping sound and froze. Sienna was lying back in the tub with her eyes closed and one hand absently scratching Hooch’s head as the other lay draped across her stomach under the clear bathwater, but when her hand moved upward Ryan cursed as he turned rock-hard at the same time Hooch’s tail knocked the wine glass from the table and Sienna’s eyes shot open.
     
    Sienna was having a nice little dream. The warm water had lulled her into a light sleep as she trailed her hand over her breast to rest on her stomach. The wine had helped her relax and her thoughts had turned to the way her body had heated at Ryan’s kiss earlier. The thought of him seeing her like this, of him wanting to be in the tub with her had her heated. She imagined legs entangled with legs as she leaned against his strong chest, and he wrapped his arms around her. His hands cupped her breasts . . . The sound of Hooch’s tail shattering the wine glass hit at the same time as a whispered curse as Sienna had been awakened from her dream.
    Her initial thought was to scream, which she did until a hand covered her mouth. She blinked back into reality, and Ryan’s face came into focus.
    “You’re screaming enough to bring half of Keeneston running,” he said with breathlessness to his voice. And that’s when she wanted to scream again. Three things hit Sienna hard. One, she was naked and had been enjoying a dream about the man currently standing in front of her while he watched. Two, the idea of him watching her turned her on even more. And three, these revelations weren’t the only thing hard. When Ryan had pulled back his hand and stood up, she was at a very good level to investigate point number three. And investigate she did.
    “Sienna, you keep staring and I’ll go ahead and show you,” Ryan said with both pain and hope laced in his voice.
    Sienna couldn’t tear her eyes from him. If he looked this good in those worn jeans that hugged his thighs just right, she could imagine what he looked like out of them.
    “Um,” Sienna muttered to buy her time to decide if she really wanted to find out. Well, of course she did, but did she want what would come after finding out? “I mean, a little peek wouldn’t hurt.”
    Ryan sat the bag on the table and pulled off his shirt. She took a look at his chest sprinkled