Money Shot
switching girlfriends so we could each sample the other’s girl without them knowing about it. Sometimes the girls did know about it, and having both brothers seemed to fulfill a very naughty fantasy in a few women on occasion, but damn it, this time Adam had gone too far.
     
    Accosting the daughter of our best vet was over the line.
     
    Although, she didn’t look like she’d had any issues with being accosted when we came upon them in the hallway yesterday. Nope, she looked like she was enjoying herself very much, actually.
     
    As pissed as I’d gotten at my brother, I actually had to admit that I was only a little peeved about the whole daughter of the vet aspect. No, if I was honest with myself, I’d have to admit that most of the irritation I’d aimed at my brother once Danny and Grace had left was jealousy.
     
    I was jealous as hell that my brother had gotten to be the one to kiss her like that, all warm and willing, fresh out of the shower. I’d resisted making any moves on her, and Adam had gotten to have fun with her instead.
     
    Of course watching her reach and bend right now, in front of me, as she wrapped up her check-up of the pair of horses, wasn’t helping matters in the slightest. Hell, my cock was getting hard just thinking about her showering in my shower yesterday, and watching her bend and twist right now in front of me.
     
    Fuck. If I stayed here any longer I’d do something to her sweet ass that I knew I’d regret later, so I started to back out of the stall before she saw me. I could come back here and finish what I needed to do here later. What I needed to do right now was to get away from her before I was tempted to see what her lips tasted like for myself.
     
    I stepped backward, intending to quietly disappear, but my elbow swung a little wide and knocked into a shovel that had been leaning against the wall just outside the stall.
     
    I turned to catch the falling shovel, and right it before it crashed to the ground, and when I turned back I found myself face to face with Grace.
     
    Well, kind of.
     
    I must have startled Grace, because she was facing me, but over the rake she’d managed to grab and point my way when her instincts kicked in and she thought she may have to defend herself.
     
    “Oh, it’s just you,” she said, as she lowered the rake and stared at me. “Wait, which one are you? There are only two, right? You aren’t a third brother sneaking up on me in the barn?”
     
    I was so tempted to throw out the old, corny line, “I’ll be whichever one of us you want me to be, if it gets me a kiss.”
     
    I swallowed the words instead, and for a second I almost pretended to be a third brother, just to have a little fun with her, but those words died on my lips as well.
     
    I opened my mouth to say something, anything, but nothing came out. Getting caught staring at her, imagining all the things I wanted to do to her, had turned me into an idiot.
     
    Gone was the authoritative tone I’d found with her yesterday as I guided her to do what needed to be done with the mare. What was left instead was a guy caught looking at her ass, who’d been too respectful of her and her father to do what I’d really wanted to do with her yesterday, and so I stood there glaring at her instead.
     
    Nice.
     
    She must have taken my silence as anger, because she started to apologize in a fast, rambling stream of words.
     
    “You’re upset. I can see that. You must be Scott, then. Look, I owe you an apology. Yesterday I acted unprofessionally. I was just so excited, you know? I never act without thinking, and with your help I was able to just jump right into something, for once. I didn’t have to pull up diagrams and waste time trying to figure out what Silver here needed from me. I just got in there and did it. And when I ran into who I thought was you there in that hallway, I wanted to thank you, that’s all.
     
    I wanted to thank you for everything you did, and I was riding

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