said.
Gabe took his mate’s arm, but smiled at Ali. “Let me guess. I remind you of
someone.”
Flustered embarrassment coursed through Ali so hard her mouth went dry. The
smell of her awkwardness only made the matter worse.
“Never mind,” she muttered, hating that she’d just made a complete ass out of
herself.
“Oh my God,” Pamela suddenly grinned like she’d just figured out a good joke.
That only made it worse. The joke was on Ali. She took an awkward step
backwards, clutching her stomach, which had twisted into knots. Why couldn’t she just
leave well enough alone?
“You told me stuff like this used to happen to you and Stone.” Pamela continued
grinning as she looked at Ali. “Is that why you pranced up to me as if you were ready
to challenge me in my skin?”
Now Ali would die for sure. Her humiliation soured the air around them. She
looked from Pamela to her mate, Gabe. Soft red streaks ran through his blonde hair,
something she hadn’t noticed inside the dimly lit tavern. Stone was obviously the
better-looking of the twins.
“I’m sorry,” she mumbled. “I didn’t mean to…”
Pamela let go of her mate, and touched Ali’s hand, her fingers cool against Ali’s
flesh.
“Were you looking for Stone?”
“I…um…no. He’s gone.” If she didn’t get away from these two soon, she would
break down in tears.
Dear God. Could the embarrassment of this get any worse? This was part of Stone’s
den. They didn’t need to see her like this.
Pamela nodded. “He went back to Prince George. You know that, don’t you?”
Ali nodded. Her breaths came too fast. She had to get a grip. It was bad enough that
they’d smelled her embarrassment. She’d be damned if they saw her as weak too. They
could mention this to Stone, and she wouldn’t have them telling him she was howling
for him.
“Let him know Ali says hi if you talk to him.” She straightened, managing a smile.
“I need to get back to work.”
“We’ll be sure and do that.” Pamela cuddled into Gabe, and the two of them left
her, heading toward the truck that Stone had picked her up on their one date.
She watched them walk away, once again catching herself comparing notes as Gabe
helped Pamela into the truck. He was the same size as Stone, walked just like Stone, but
his manner was different. He treated Pamela like a delicate flower. Stone was more
rough, and a hell of a lot sexier.
Gabe turned and looked at her before climbing into the truck. The side of his mouth
curved, just the way Stone’s did. It was a cocky smile, a knowing smile. Embarrassment
flushed through her again.
We share everything. The one comment Stone had made about his twin rushed
through her without bidding. She covered her feverish cheeks with her hands, knowing
they had to be glowing with the redness of her embarrassment. Turning, she hurried
back into the tavern.
The house was quiet when she sat up quickly in bed later that night. Dreams, so
vivid, still tormented her thoughts. Her teeth pressed against her lips. She brushed
damp strands of hair from her face, her skin damp from a cool sweat that clung to her
skin.
Everything she dreamed seemed so real. Stone, right there, touching her, caressing
her. Damn it if her pussy didn’t still feel stretched from his fingers.
Collapsing against her pillows, she let out an exasperated sigh. “This has got to
stop,” she commanded her thoughts.
Which didn’t do a damn bit of good.
Stone’s image, his sexy bare chest, muscles rippling against flesh covered with the
perfect amount of chest hair, was branded into her mind’s eye.
“What have you done to me?” she whispered, staring at the image conjured from
her mind. “You won’t leave me alone.”
Or maybe it was that she wouldn’t let him go.
Kicking her feet out from under the warmth