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boxers. The look in his eyes was something between lust and hunger, making me a bit nervous. I might as well have been drooling all over the place as he stripped. The bulge of his erection against his boxers looked like the thin fabric wouldn’t be able to hold it back much longer.
    My eyes lingered over the outline of his cock covered by his boxers. Stuck inside my head I didn’t even realize I had been staring.
    “No need to worry.” He said with a smirk on his face. “No funny business, remember? I promised.”
    We both slid under the covers as if we would be able to stay away from each other. He curled up tight behind me as I turned the light off and rolled over so my back was to him. I felt so safe and secure in his arms, almost like I belonged there. My mind was racing about the events of the night. I was beyond exhausted.
    Even though we should’ve both fallen asleep quickly, we continued to talk. The sexual tension was there, but we both did our best to mask it as if it didn’t exist.
    Eventually we both drifted off to sleep after a series of goodnights and lots of giggles like kids at a slumber party.

    “CHARLOTTE ANN WINDSOR, WHAT IN THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?” I woke up tangled in the beautifully tattooed arms of my new obsession, startled by a booming voice filling the room. My very angry older brother, Trey, was standing at the foot of the bed glaring at me when I opened my eyes.
    Shit.
    “Trey! This isn’t what it looks like! I promise you!” I explained as he stormed to my side of the bed. I knew Bentley could crack him over his knee like a toothpick if he tried anything, but I would rather skip all that drama.
    “Then what is it I’m looking at? Because right now all I see is my baby sister half naked in bed with some asshole,” he spat, his face getting redder by the minute.
    “Tone back the tough guy act Trey, this is Bentley and he’s a friend of mine. Nothing happened, no need to alert the media. Give me a few minutes to get up and ready and then we can go.” I leaned over to give Bentley a hug, got out of bed and went towards the bathroom.
    I turned just inside the bathroom door and said “Bentley, there’s another bathroom down the hall to the right if you’d like a shower. I’m hoping you’ll stay for breakfast.” I smiled one of my signature heart-melting grins and shut the bathroom door. Who could say no to that?
    While I hurried through my shower, I could only wonder what was happening with my big brother and my friend in my bedroom. Last night with Bentley had been amazing. The connection we had was more than just lust. There was something between us that neither of us wanted to acknowledge just yet. But everything about him drove me wild. His touch, his taste, his smell.
    I jumped out of the shower before I ended up taking care of the ache between my legs that last night had left and threw some clothes on, arranging my hair in a messy bun to get to the kitchen sooner.
    When I strolled out, Trey and Bentley were sitting at the breakfast bar talking like they were old friends. Not only that, but they were speaking some website jargon that both of them seemed to understand; although, it could have been Greek for all I knew. It wasn’t the type of thing that interested me. Seeing them both sitting there like that, I had to wonder if they knew each other. It certainly seemed like it, but I wasn’t about to pry; at least not right now.
    “What ‘cha boys want for breakfast?” I asked, rummaging through the cupboards for skillets. “I’ve got eggs, bacon, bagels, Captain Crunch, you name it!” I liked to keep a fully-stocked fridge. Being a foodie, cooking developed into one of my favorite hobbies. Almost simultaneously, they both said “bagel.” It was a boring choice but if that’s what they wanted, I’d make it.
    “Bagels it is boys. You’re going easy on me this morning. Butter? Cream cheese? Jam?”
    The boys made their choices of bagel toppings while