Chapter 18

Hannah

This morning is something special. I squeeze my coffee cup in my hands while my eyes wake up a little more by the second. Tobias is working out shirtless in the kitchen. I have no idea why he chose this room, but…

Wow.

It’s impossible not to look at his body… or gawk. I’ve never seen a man this in shape outside the TV, if you don’t count the jocks at college. But even then, I haven’t been this close to them.

But Tobias is right there, lifting from the ground with each push-up, and he is only wearing a pair of white boxers.

That ass…

I swallow thickly and let my eyes linger. Tobias’s ass looks great, his thighs are thick, and his calves are defined. Aside from working, he must spend hours in the gym.

Aren’t I lucky to be tapping that?

As I daydream, Tobias looks over his shoulders and catches me eyeballing his ass, which makes me freeze. It’s too late to look away, and I’m mortified when a smirk works into his face.

“Enjoying the view?”

I shyly look away from him. His eyebrows are raised, but I pretend to be more interested in a painting on the wall. “I just spaced out… I’m a filthy liar, but I must save my skin.

“Ah, of course,” Tobias stands up. He walks to one of the cabinets to grab a glass and fill it with water.” Tell me if you need me in another position for the next time you… space out.”

Whoa, hold up!

He doesn’t believe me?!

“I did space out!”

“Mhm, space out while thinking about me?”

My cheeks burn. “You little-“I stop there because I don’t know what else to add, and Tobias laughs.

“Are you calling me little?”

“S-so what if I did?!” I manage and stand up from my chair when Tobias comes lumbering closer.

His lips are amused as he looks down at me. “We have a problem. It seems someone is getting sassy

with me.”

I stroll past his shirtless form because I need water. Did someone raise the temperature in here? It’s sizzling hot.

“I’m not sassy…” I mutter.

“You are,” Tobias says from behind. “Is it because I should have given you some sex this morning? Is that

it?”

“What?!” I shriek. “No, not at all!” But I wouldn’t have complained.

something else bothering you

my voice. “No. Nothing is bothering me. But why are you breathing down

your neck?

stare into his pecs.

to look away, spitting out some of my water. It runs down my chin.

deadpans but keeps his playful tone. “I don’t know what you’re talking

I realize I’m staring Uhm… don’t you have

“I had a lot of last-minute appointments yesterday, and today I’m not going to focus on anything work-related. I believe it’s important to have some days

“Oh, I see…”

eyes of his move over my face. “What about you? Any plans

on his face. “Then how about spending

“What would we

brothers and I plan to cook her a nice dinner. She isn’t home now, so it would be

you plan on bringing a private chef?” “No chef,” he smiles. “Mark doesn’t know how to cook or

his family members. He is probably only inviting me because he needs me to bake this cake,

you and Mark going to

will be contributing too. I will probably mow my mother’s lawn and

see,” I beam up at him. “When are we

bags with cake stuff in the trunk, and I’m holding a large bouquet of pink and white flowers

when I try to spoil her,” I look at him, and his eyes grow warm. “She always laughs and says it reminds her of my dad. He

“Your dad

same can’t be said for her new husband. Julian is the twin’s dad, but I think he beats my mother. She always has new bruises whenever I see her, but since she doesn’t want to admit anything, she lies and blames

if

are interrupted by a tap on his window. We

coming out

eyes. “The brother

mean the hottest

dry “Ha…” and opens the

Tobias do a bro hug-they embrace

“You made it!”

“Sure did!”

you brought

“Yes, and be nice

you implying

the same build. Gorgeous faces, although Mark’s eyes are blue instead of green.

beautiful and the tallest. Mark looks more like a brute, and while he is lean, I can

eyes trying to read me. “You won’t wind up cheating on him like that

Tobias growls. “Mark-”

looking to hurt your brother. He is my husband, and I will treat him as such by

smiles. “Good answer!

rough-hugging is a family trait. My legs are by Mark’s knees, and I

how

ground, I get a chance to look at him. It’s

he

says calmly, but I can tell the tease in it. “Did you just

pajamas before I saw your car rolling in,” he

blinks down at me with, once again, that trademark intensity the brothers share -I think

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