Free Kiss Me Book 1 by Chloe Parks Page A

and
unfortunately you got caught in the line of fire.”
    “ Do you fight often?” she
asked as she pulled down two ceramic mugs and filled them with
coffee. “Cream or sugar?”
    “ No thanks. Our
relationship is complicated, at times.”
    “ Complicated?” she said and
handed him the cup. He took a sip.
    “ Yes. Christian is the baby
of the family. We have two sisters who are older than we are. Allie
and her husband live in Italy while Yasmeen and her girlfriend live
in Spain. Even at close to forty, he still struggles with growing
up sometimes. He is an incredible businessman and friend, but he is
a lot like our mother. If he sees something he wants, he goes after
it, no matter the cost or the damage it may do. I’ve spent the last
several years cleaning up a mess he got himself into when he was
younger.”
    “ What mess is
that?”
    Amar shook his head. “I’m
sorry, but that is not my story to tell. Christian needs to be the
one to tell you because in a roundabout way it affects you and your
current situation.”
    She frowned and said, “How
is that possible?”
    “ It just is. He will tell
you—don’t worry about that. Once he gets a chance, he
will.”
    Amy shook her head and
stared down into her coffee. Tears were threatening to fall. “I’m
sorry, but there aren’t going to be any more chances. I just want
my art back, and that’s all. I can put all this behind me and
forget this ever happened.” The last part came out as a whisper as
her eyes filled with tears. She didn’t want to cry in front of him,
one, because she didn’t want to be that girl and two, she didn’t want
to admit that she’d fallen hopelessly in love with
Christian.
    When she looked up Amar
was looking at her with sympathetic eyes. “Don’t write him off just
yet.”
    “ He doesn’t care for me.
The only thing he cares about . . . is what I . . .” she said but
stopped the sentence. There was no way she was going to talk about
having sex with his brother. It didn’t matter if he’d seen every
inch of her in the shower, grinding her ass against his brother’s
cock. It just wasn’t going to happen.
    Amar finished his coffee
and rose to his feet. He shrugged on his jacket, and she handed him
the key to his car. He took it and covered her hand with his. “Give
him just a bit of time.”
    She frowned as she looked
at him. This was not the man she’d heard arguing with Christian the
first night they’d slept together. This was not the man that had
barged in on them in the shower. This was a man full of honor and a
strong sense of family. This was a man she knew she could count on
and trust.
    “ What is it that you see?”
she asked.
    He chuckled and patted her
hand. “That he loves you.”
    He didn’t give her a
chance to respond as he turned and left the kitchen. She just stood
there, absorbing everything he’d just said to her. Christian was in
love with her?
    “ Well, he sure as hell has
a weird way of showing it,” she said as Amar walked out the door.
She moved to the window and watched him drive away.
    ***
    For the remainder of the
day, Amy locked herself away in her office, burying herself in her
work. She’d chosen not to go into her office because she didn’t
feel like getting dressed. However, she had changed from
Christian’s shirt and boxers because his smell, mingling with
fabric softener, was lingering, distracting her. Every time she
took a breath she could smell him.
    Her phone rang for the
fifth time, and she picked it up and looked at the screen. With a
roll of her eyes, she finally answered the call. “What?”
    “ Shit, what the hell pissed
in your cheerios this morning,” her sister said.
    “ No one. I’m just busy with
work. I figured you would have gotten that by now when I didn’t
answer your texts and ignored your phone calls,” Amy said
acidly.
    “ Okay wow, you’re being a
real bitch right now. What the hell?”
    “ Nothing. Did you need
something, or did you just call to