that says Hilo Bar and Grill . It molds to his chest perfectly, and I can see the edges of the tats I know cover his shoulders peeking out from beneath the sleeves. I try not to remember what it felt like to have those shoulders under my hands as I straddled him naked, wet, and hot. Apparently my sister likes those shoulders too because as he approaches us, her face erupts into a giant smile and she walks straight up, throwing her arms around him.
What. The. Hell.
“Thank you, Gabe Thompson,” she says, keeping her arms around his neck as she leans back a bit to talk to him. “Thank you for saving my sister’s life. My family was inexcusably rude for not thanking you earlier, but I hope you can forgive us and know that we are really grateful to you.”
Did I just imagine that she put an extra emphasis on the really part? Gabe’s hands are resting on Beth’s hips, and I feel my fingers twitch to brush them off. He doesn’t need to be touching her like that. And she certainly doesn’t need to be touching him like that .
He gives her a charming, panty-melting smile as she finally steps back from him. “Well, Beth,” he says in a husky I just got out of bed voice, not even flicking a glance at me, “you’re very welcome, and I’m glad I was there to help her out.”
“So, how’d you save her life, man?” Gabe’s giant friend asks, looking between me and Beth a couple of times.
“Oh, this is my friend, Mike, from work,” Gabe says to Beth. “And Mike, this is Beth and her sister Alexis.”
Mike puts out his hand and Beth and I each shake it. I mumble something reasonably appropriate, but Beth is suddenly like a damn debutante, her manners are so ingratiating.
Mike looks at the three of us. “Story, y’all. Saving her life?” He points at me.
Gabe’s smile turns feral as he focuses all his attention on me. “You tell it, Alexis. You know it best, don’t you think?”
Beth watches as she stands next to him. Then she reaches over and loops her arm through his, looking up at him and giving him a dazzling smile.
I feel my stomach sink as he smiles back and basks in her admiration. This is so wrong. Really, really wrong. And they are all three standing there, waiting for me to answer the damn question.
How did Gabe save my life?
Gabe
Amores, dolores y dineros no pueden estar secretos.
Love, pain, and money can’t be kept secret.
A LEXIS’S sister is friendly. She’s also not hard on the eyes. I mean, how can I not find her attractive when she looks so much like the woman I love? But as much as I wish it were Alexis latched on my arm right now, my heart knows it’s not. However, as I look over at the babe in question, who is dressed to the nines and so fucking sexy it makes my chest ache, I notice a glint in her eye. A glint of green. I feel the rush of vindication through my veins. You don’t get jealous if you don’t care.
I throw Beth my best smile then lean down and whisper in her ear, “You and I need to get to know each other better, don’t you think?”
I see Alexis visibly pale, her lips compressed into a thin line, and she takes a deep breath before she speaks in a rush.
“So, Gabe saved my life because we were caught by insurgents in a cave for three days, and then we escaped and all’s well that ends well. Beth, c’mon. We have to go. Now .” Alexis reaches out for Beth’s arm, but Beth neatly avoids her sister’s grasp.
“Just chill, Lex. Gabe and I are getting to know each other.” She levels a stern look on Alexis. “And aren’t you leaving a lot out of that story?”
“Yeah, no offense, but that sucked,” Mike complains. “I want to hear about the guns and the danger and shit. There’s got to be more exciting stuff than sitting in a cave for three days.”
I finally take pity on Alexis, who looks like she is ready to rip her sister’s arms out of their sockets.
“Yeah, man, there was more. They trapped us in the first place by laying an IED