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to scream when they were pushed out of an airplane. My fingers dug into the counter so hard, my knuckles turned white. He continued to breathe into my ear, sending me spiraling out of control.
    “This is hot.” He gripped my hip then moaned in my ear, finding his release while I rode my own high. It felt so good that I knew nothing could stop us. If Andrew walked in right now, we wouldn’t stop.
    As soon as Sean finished, he pulled out and adjusted his clothes. In a daze, I put my leg down and pulled down my dress. My face was flushed with heat and I felt a little dizzy—and dirty.
    “I really like that apron,” Sean whispered.
    “You’re into fish?” I said with a slur.
    “I’m into you—literally.”
    “What’s for dinner?” Andrew came into the kitchen then opened the fridge.
    I flinc hed then almost fell over. “Tuna casserole. I mean, lasagna. Do you like lasagna? I just didn’t know what else to make. How are you?”
    Sean looked at me like I was crazy. “Play it cool,” he whispered.
    Andrew grabbed a beer then raised an eyebrow. “You okay, Scar?”
    “Totally.” I flipped my hair because I didn’t know what else to do.
    Sean tried not to laugh. “Let’s sit at the table, Dad.”
    Andrew came close to him. “Is she drunk?” he whispered.
    God, this was embarrassing.
    “She’s just stressed about her brother,” Sean said. “Ignore her.”
    I tried not to look at Andrew as I finished dinner. I felt like he knew what we were just doing. It was all in my head. But it still made me feel guilty. I had a phenomenal orgasm but it came at a price. Even though the lasagna was done, I stayed in the kitchen and tried to find something to do until my face wasn’t red.
    The doorbell rang, and I knew my brother was here. “I got it.”
    Sean and his dad stayed at the table.
    I opened the door and saw the couple standing on the doorstep. Ryan’s hands were in his pockets, and Janice had her arms crossed over her chest. Neither one looked too happy. I felt the war in the air.
    “Hey,” I said happily. “Hope you like lasagna.”
    Janice hugged me first then pulled out a bottle of wine. “I know you like red.”
    “Thanks.”
    She was wearing a tube top that highlighted her toned and round shoulders. Her triceps and biceps were just as fit. Her breasts were noticeable and curvy, and the purple color looked great on her. She was definitely trying to catch someone’s eye, and I had a strong feeling who. Dark jeans fit her petite body like skin, and her hair was curly and framed around her face. She looked like a million bucks.
    “You look nice,” I said.
    “Thanks.”
    Ryan eyed her then quickly looked away.
    “Hi,” I said to him.
    “Hey,” he said with absolutely no emotion.
    This was awkward. “Well, come inside.”
    We moved to the kitchen table. Ryan pulled out the chair for Janice, but she grabbed it and adjusted it herself. Ryan sighed then sat beside her, practically an ocean away.
    Sean glanced between them. “So…how’s it going?”
    “Good,” Janice said. “I’ve been really busy with work but I love it.” She gave a Ryan a piercing look.
    I placed the food on the table and we dug in.
    Sean took a bite. “This is great, baby.”
    “Thanks,” I said.
    Ryan took a few bites, not scarfing down his food like he normally did.
    Andrew eyed Janice’s necklace. It was a gold pendant with a dash of pink. “I like your jewelry. It brings out your eyes.”
    “Thank you,” she said with a smile. She turned to Ryan. “Don’t worry. He wasn’t hitting on me.”
    Ryan glared at her like he wanted to slap her.
    Andrew looked away like he did something wrong.
    I cleared my throat. “So, you’re still working our your problems?”
    “What do you think?” Ryan snapped. His mood was more sour than usual.
    I let it go because I knew my brother was frustrated. “I hope you two can work it out eventually.”
    “Doubtful,” Ryan said. “I’ve done everything I can to earn her