hadn’t seen you today. Since you didn’t come home last night, I got worried. Eden, who the fuck is that guy?”
Eden lifted her head so she could wink at Bailey without her brother seeing. “Who did you say you were again?”
“Eden, you didn’t bring home some stranger!”
Bailey met her gaze and grinned back at her, ignoring her brother. “John Hungwell, condom testing panel.”
Her brother gasped then growled as Eden began to giggle. “Oh, yeah, now I remember. You were sent to investigate a complaint of condom malfunction, right?”
“Yes, ma’am.” Bailey nodded as his grin grew wider. “Can’t have condoms malfunctioning, especially in such a high-use area as this one.”
“Eden Eloise Xavier, get your ass out of that bed and talk to me!” Adam growled as he set his feet shoulder width apart and crossed his arms over his chest.
“Adam Bartholomew Xavier, get your ass out of my bedroom so I can get out of bed, put some clothes on, and talk to you.” Eden frowned at her brother. “And close the door on your way out.”
Adam growled again then turned and left the room, slamming the door closed on his way out. Eden then looked over her shoulder at the man whose hand was now nestled between her ass cheeks with two fingertips tickling the opening of her pussy.
“John Hungwell?” She giggled.
Bailey shrugged. “All I could think of on such short notice. I thought it was funny.”
“I did, too,” she said, stretching up and kissing him. “Good morning.”
“And good morning to you, sunflower,” Bailey returned as his fingers left her pussy and began exploring all the interesting places to be found in the vicinity. “If we stay here and ignore him, do you think your brother will go away?”
“Eden, I’m waiting,” Adam bellowed through the bedroom door.
“Don’t think so. Why don’t you get a shower, and I’ll get rid of him.”
She was not surprised when Bailey shook his head. “How about I talk to your brother man to man?”
“Because he’s got a short temper and a fast fuse that’s already burning. I don’t want to have to explain to the Marines why one of their officers is broken into tiny pieces.” Eden gently extricated herself from his hold and rolled out of bed.
Going to the closet, she found an oversized T-shirt hanging on a nail. She pulled it on and smoothed it down, making sure it covered all her bits and pieces. She then ran her fingers through her hair, spiking it high and proud. When she returned to the bedroom, she found Bailey standing beside the bed wearing his jeans with the top two buttons undone. His boxers lay on the unmade bed.
She lifted her eyes up his impressively muscles body to a pair of gray eyes that promised sex as soon as they dealt with this intruder. “What happen to your boxers?” she asked.
“Took them off. If your brother’s going to jump to the wrong conclusions, might as well let him go all the way around the bend and back again.” Bailey winked.
“You’re an evil man, Bailey Hawks,” she whispered as she took his hand. “But I think I like it, you alpha dog, you.”
Taking a deep breath, Eden opened the door and stepped into the main room. Bailey followed a step behind.
“Okay, Adam, I’m here. What do you want?”
“I want to know what the fuck is going on around here. Two nights ago you were bitching that all men were tissue-wrapped turkey turds and now you’re in bed with some jarhead I’ve never seen before?”
“Hey,” Bailey said, taking offense at the other man’s tone more than his words.
“Boys, if you’re going to fight, please take it to the parking lot so I can sell tickets,” Eden said, stepping between the two men before walking to the kitchen area where she put on coffee.
“And, brother, if you must know, Bailey is my knight in shining armor. He rescued me the other morning when your truck ran out of gas. He did it again last night at closing time when I was too tired to make it home under
Dorothy Salisbury Davis, Jerome Ross