Free Unsuitable Obsession - Part One by Trisha Fuentes

blushed, turned away and
opened up her book. She couldn’t get passed the first few
sentences!
    Eduardo opened up his book, skimmed through the
first few pages. Did he really want to read this law book for the
fifth time?
    Silence fell upon them. The trees bristled in the
brisk wind that flew off the lake and up the canyon. Hawks soared
over them searching for mice. Kids in a nearby campsite started to
argue over seashells they found down by the lakeside. Amber
couldn’t take it anymore.
    “How tall are you?” She blurted out.
    Eduardo grinned, glad she spoke first; it was a safe
subject. “Six—four, why? How tall are you?”
    “Five foot eleven, rather tall for a girl.”
    “Not for a guy like me,” Eduardo teased, rolling his
eyes only to close them. Why on earth did he just flirt with
her?
    “I’m two inches taller than Victor.”
    Good, she didn’t notice. Eduardo began chuckling,
“Yah, my little brother didn’t get the height gene like I did, took
after my mother’s side of the family—all broad and lanky.”
    “I’ve always been shy about my height, how about
you?”
    “On the contrary, I rather like towering over
people.”
    Amber laughed and Eduardo held his breath; Amber’s
eyes fairly sparkled when she did that.
    “I bet,” she strained to believe otherwise.
    “You played baseball?”
    Amber smiled inwardly; her emotions were beginning
to swirl with glee. How else would he have known that if he
hadn’t already asked questions about her? “Softball, big
difference.”
    “What—soft ball, baseball, no difference
really.”
    “Of course you’d say that.”
    Eduardo turned away from her for a moment. She’s
irritated, why?
    “Victor told me you’ll be twenty-seven next
month?”
    Another harmless query and he answered swiftly,
“Yep, big birthday next month.”
    “So you’re six years older than Victor?”
    “Almost seven, why? How far apart are you and
Molly?”
    “Barely a year, my parents couldn’t keep their hands
off each other,” she snickered, disbelieving the serenity in her
own voice.
    Eduardo once more held his breath. “That must have
been hard to grow up with divorced parents.”
    Amber gulped, Good Lord, she wanted to change the
subject now. “Yah, consider yourself lucky to be brought up by
parents who still love each other.”
    “I appreciate them every day.”
    Amber gazed out at the waves in the lake. “You live
in Malibu now?”
    So many questions. “Yah, just bought a
townhome near the beach a couple months ago, I’m working at a
Westside law firm, why?”
    “Just wondering...”
    Eduardo was stumped with all the sudden
inquiries—and then it hit him. Even though Amber was now his
sister-in-law, she was still a female , and he was used to females attempting to acquaint themselves.
    Silence again. The wind began to blow more
frequently, leaves and fine sand swished on every side of them.
Eduardo reopened his book, smiled internally.
    Amber started to read again, her heart beat so fast;
she still couldn’t get past the first paragraph! “Why aren’t you
married yet?” She asked sticking her foot in her mouth. “Why hasn’t
some girl gotten her hooks in you?” Good Lord, did she just come
out and ask that? Well, the silence was unbearable. She’d rather
have Adrian crying in her ear than sit by her brother-in-law a
moment longer wondering what the hell he was thinking!
    Eduardo began to laugh quietly. He sat up and
repositioned his lazy body in the fabric chair. “Why I am not
married...Good question,” he let go, crossing his legs out in front
of him. This was going to take awhile. “Who the hell would have
me?” He replied allowing her a peek at his soul.
    Amber felt more feminine around her brother-in-law
than she ever did with Victor. But why? She swiftly became
further relaxed with him with each breath she drew and she ached to
know more and more about him. “Who the hell my ass,” she joked back
with him. “The entire female population