Rule.”
Those pale eyes flared for a second
and his mouth twisted down. The hoop on the side on his lip glinted at me in
his frown. “Shit, I’m sorry Shaw. I had no idea.”
I shrugged it off and moved a step
closer to him. “It okay, my own family doesn’t even remember it.” I pressed
so close to him that my chest was flat against his and I could feel that the
close proximity was having an effect on him. If I hadn’t had to concentrate on
my balance since I was on my toes I might have grinned at that. All I had ever
wanted in life was to affect him, to get him to feel something, anything other
than simple tolerance for me. “I know what I you can do for me to make this
officially the best birthday ever.” I wanted to sound sure, to sound sexy and
sultry but I’m pretty sure I just sounded horny and drunk. I didn’t care. I
was here, the real me, the one that wanted him so desperately and always had
and now there was no chance at putting her back in the cage.
I didn’t think, didn’t reason just
used the grip I had on him to pull myself up even taller and plant my mouth
solidly over his. The ring in his lip was shockingly cold against my own; the
rest of him was undeniably hot and hard. It was everything I had ever wanted
and even though he didn’t kiss me back I still ranked it up there as the best
birthday gift ever. I went to settle back down on my booted feet when
something shifted, something changed and Rule went from the pliant recipient to
something else entirely.
Chapter
5
Rule
Shaw was drunk, really, really drunk.
She was also dressed like something out of a retro fantasy and had on those
boots that made me want to drool. I had been grumpy and moody all week, my
friends had noticed, my clients had noticed, the chick I walked out on Saturday
night noticed. I couldn’t put my finger on it. At first I thought it was
Rome, I was pissed he wouldn’t just tell mom to grow the fuck up and get over
her shit. I wanted him to spend time with me, to have some good times before
shipping back out to the desert but he wasn’t ready to give up hope that he
could fix our fractured family and I didn’t want to fight with my brother the
freaking war hero. I thought maybe I just needed to get laid, but the hot
blond I went home with on Saturday had started to annoy me in the car there and
by the time we got to her room the last thing I wanted to do was see her naked
so I bolted. Sunday came and went and the darker and darker my mood got. They
guys suggested going to the Goal Line, thinking maybe I needed a dose of verbal
ass kicking from an ice cold blond to get me out of my head, but I refused and
instead spent the day brooding and playing Call of Duty. I had no idea what my
problem was but with Shaw all but plastered to the front of me I was starting
to get an idea.
I hadn’t been able to get the sight
of her and her ruffle covered ass out of my head for days. Call me shallow,
call me a chauvinistic pig, but there was just something about seeing her all
sexed up and barely dressed that made me look at her in an entirely new light.
It was like being introduced to her all over again and the prim and proper
little lady that Remy had worshiped was overtaken by a sexy co-ed that had me
up and night thinking X-rated things. Now with her looking at me all big eyed
and swaying unsteadily I knew the right thing to do was fix her up and send her
on her way, but then she kissed me and I was pretty sure I forgot my own name.
I was too stunned to react at first, I mean I had kissed hundreds of girls and
there was always something nice about it, but Shaw kicked nice to the curb and
went right into coma inducing.
After I got enough blood back from
below my belt I realized that she was pulling away, or rather falling away and
yes I was a certified asshole because I knew she was sauced and I knew she was
for all purposes still my twin brother’s girl but none of that
Those pale eyes flared for a second
and his mouth twisted down. The hoop on the side on his lip glinted at me in
his frown. “Shit, I’m sorry Shaw. I had no idea.”
I shrugged it off and moved a step
closer to him. “It okay, my own family doesn’t even remember it.” I pressed
so close to him that my chest was flat against his and I could feel that the
close proximity was having an effect on him. If I hadn’t had to concentrate on
my balance since I was on my toes I might have grinned at that. All I had ever
wanted in life was to affect him, to get him to feel something, anything other
than simple tolerance for me. “I know what I you can do for me to make this
officially the best birthday ever.” I wanted to sound sure, to sound sexy and
sultry but I’m pretty sure I just sounded horny and drunk. I didn’t care. I
was here, the real me, the one that wanted him so desperately and always had
and now there was no chance at putting her back in the cage.
I didn’t think, didn’t reason just
used the grip I had on him to pull myself up even taller and plant my mouth
solidly over his. The ring in his lip was shockingly cold against my own; the
rest of him was undeniably hot and hard. It was everything I had ever wanted
and even though he didn’t kiss me back I still ranked it up there as the best
birthday gift ever. I went to settle back down on my booted feet when
something shifted, something changed and Rule went from the pliant recipient to
something else entirely.
Chapter
5
Rule
Shaw was drunk, really, really drunk.
She was also dressed like something out of a retro fantasy and had on those
boots that made me want to drool. I had been grumpy and moody all week, my
friends had noticed, my clients had noticed, the chick I walked out on Saturday
night noticed. I couldn’t put my finger on it. At first I thought it was
Rome, I was pissed he wouldn’t just tell mom to grow the fuck up and get over
her shit. I wanted him to spend time with me, to have some good times before
shipping back out to the desert but he wasn’t ready to give up hope that he
could fix our fractured family and I didn’t want to fight with my brother the
freaking war hero. I thought maybe I just needed to get laid, but the hot
blond I went home with on Saturday had started to annoy me in the car there and
by the time we got to her room the last thing I wanted to do was see her naked
so I bolted. Sunday came and went and the darker and darker my mood got. They
guys suggested going to the Goal Line, thinking maybe I needed a dose of verbal
ass kicking from an ice cold blond to get me out of my head, but I refused and
instead spent the day brooding and playing Call of Duty. I had no idea what my
problem was but with Shaw all but plastered to the front of me I was starting
to get an idea.
I hadn’t been able to get the sight
of her and her ruffle covered ass out of my head for days. Call me shallow,
call me a chauvinistic pig, but there was just something about seeing her all
sexed up and barely dressed that made me look at her in an entirely new light.
It was like being introduced to her all over again and the prim and proper
little lady that Remy had worshiped was overtaken by a sexy co-ed that had me
up and night thinking X-rated things. Now with her looking at me all big eyed
and swaying unsteadily I knew the right thing to do was fix her up and send her
on her way, but then she kissed me and I was pretty sure I forgot my own name.
I was too stunned to react at first, I mean I had kissed hundreds of girls and
there was always something nice about it, but Shaw kicked nice to the curb and
went right into coma inducing.
After I got enough blood back from
below my belt I realized that she was pulling away, or rather falling away and
yes I was a certified asshole because I knew she was sauced and I knew she was
for all purposes still my twin brother’s girl but none of that
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