“Yup. Just me.” He shrugs and heads toward the steps. “Come on. I’ll show you around.”
I trip after him on the rocky ground, once more cursing my ridiculous footwear choice as I follow him to the house and up the steps.
Briggs gives me a very quick tour that ends with the primary bedroom. “You can sleep in here.”
“With you?”
He spins around so quickly that I’m forced to take a step back.
“No, Mia. Not with me.” His blue eyes pierce me, sending a shiver through me. “You’re my best friend’s little sister.”
I press my lips together. I hate the way he’s looking at me now. Before he knew that Jamie was my brother, he looked at me like he wanted to devour me. And dammit if I didn’t want him to. “And?”
“And, I promised him I would keep you safe, take care of you, keep you out of trouble. Taking you to bed is not on that list.”
I cross my arms over my chest. Even though my sweater is now covering my cleavage, I know my tits are pressed up, and I catch Briggs taking a peek before he looks away and runs a hand through his hair.
“If you want to freshen up, the bathroom is right down the hall.” Briggs doesn’t even look at me. “Fresh towels are in the linen closet right over there. Help yourself to whatever you need.” He starts to walk away without a backward glance. “I’ll be… I’ll be nearby. Just holler if you need anything.”
I watch as he disappears into a different bedroom. With a sigh, I head into the bathroom. It’s going to be a long few days if he won’t even look at me.
Briggs
Holy hell.I’m in trouble.
There is no way I’m going to survive having Mia in my house for three days.
My dick is so hard, it’s impossible to formulate a coherent thought, and I haven’t even touched her.
And you’re not going to touch her, Briggs,I remind myself.
She’s Jamie’s kid sister. The one he brags about whenever he’s given half a chance. The one he raised like she was his own child when their parents died far too young. The one he worked hard and sacrificed for so she could have every opportunity he didn’t.
Jamie loves that kid more than life itself.
Only she wasn’t a kid the way I’d pictured her every time Jamie mentioned her. Mia was a woman.
A woman with perfect tits that even under that stupid sweater were full and round and begging for me to bury my face between before pulling one perfect nipple between my lips and sucking until she cried out.
Fuck, yes.
“No,” I scold myself. It doesn’t matter that my body has come alive in a way it never has before just by being in her presence for the last few hours.
She’s off-limits.
Period.
Despite what my throbbing cock thinks.
I promised Jamie I’d look after her, and I’m pretty sure that pounding into her sweet pussy until she cries out with wave after wave of pleasure with my big, hard dick inside her isn’t the kind oflooking after hermy friend has in mind.
Although…
I’m just about to let myself entertain that thought a little longer, when I hear her call my name.
CHAPTER FIVE
Mia
