Free Being With the Brothers Next Door by Jenika Snow Page B

racing. Moving around the breakfast counter and passing Jonas—who made sure to brush his fingers down her arm—she stopped in front of Tanner. Sliding his hand behind her neck, he gently pulled her forward until her chest brushed along his. “Say it again, but look me in the eyes when you do.”
    The words were spoken intimately, and with Jonas right behind her, his body heat seeping into hers, everything felt right in the world. She wasn’t thinking about her brother, or what people would say about her with two men. It was only the three of them, and it felt so damn good. Lifting her hand and gently caressing right below his eyes, she couldn’t help but wince at the forming bruise.
    “What about Brianna?” Bringing her up was the last thing she wanted to do, but Sasha needed to know if he was still with her. It didn’t matter how much she loved him, because if he was still with Brianna this wouldn’t work.
    “I broke up with her last night. After I saw you I knew my emotions were still there, as strong as ever.” His eyes held hers, and she could see him imploring her to understand exactly what he was saying. “I love you, and I knew I had to make things right with us. My past relationships were empty, and all I could do was compare every single female to you.” Tanner ran his fingers over her bottom lip. “Now, tell me again, Sasha.”
    A heartbeat passed between them before she said, “I am so in love with you, Tanner Ashbury.” Jonas pressed his chest to her back, pushed her hair away from her shoulder, and kissed the exposed skin. Tanner dipped his head and brought his lips to hers. After four long years she was finally doing this with him again, and it felt so right. He was soft then rough, demanding then coaxing. The flavor of him invaded her senses, filled her taste buds, and had her craving for more. Jonas continued to kiss and nibble at her shoulder. Their erections pressed into her lower back and belly, but she knew this wasn’t about sex. This was about kindling something that should have been started a long time ago. The violence, Rian’s anger, and her self-annoyance over everything faded into the background. The fact she was sandwiched between the Ashbury twins didn’t feel strange at all. In fact, it felt like the most natural thing in the world.
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    By the time they left the house and she was back home it was too late for her to talk to Rian, but she wouldn’t have anyway, not with how upset he was. The next day proved just as uncomfortable, especially when Rian refused to take her calls, but she wasn’t going to just let him avoid her. There were things that needed to be said, and things that needed to be straightened out. Maybe the smart thing would have been to leave him alone for a while and allow him to cool off, but she knew her brother, and the longer she avoided him and the subject the worse the situation would become.
    She grabbed her keys and headed over to his house, but didn’t bother pulling into the driveway since his truck wasn’t there. The only other place she could think of was the construction site. She saw his truck as soon as she pulled into the gravel driveway. The sound of metal clanking together, wood being cut, and men laughing and talking loudly, filled her ears as she climbed out of the car. Rian wasn’t anywhere to be seen, so she walked up to a few sweaty men standing around with yellow hardhats on.
    “Excuse me.”
    A big burly man turned around and looked down at her. Sweat glistened off his toned body, and his cut-off t-shirt showed his bulging biceps. He was intimidating just standing in front of her.
    “Yeah?” His voice was like a serrated blade, and Sasha took a step back.
    “I’m looking for Rian Marsh.”
    One thick, black eyebrow rose. “His latest pussy don’t usually show up at the sites.” He chuckled, which caused the men behind him to do the same. He thought she was a girl Rian… Gross . Shaking her head to get rid of those