Letting My Brother's Best Friend Take My V-Card

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THE CALL

The morning was perfect. The kind of perfect that made it impossible to think about anything beyond the sun warming my skin, the waves lapping at the shore, and the woman sitting across from me, looking like a damn dream in the soft morning light. Vivien stretched her legs out, toes digging into the sand, her white beach dress slipping off one sun-kissed shoulder. She reached for a piece of mango from my plate, popping it into her mouth with a satisfied hum. "This is heaven," she sighed, tilting her head back.

I grinned, sipping my coffee. "I could get used to this."

"Right? I don't know why we don't live on a beach year-round."

I smirked. "Because I have a job that involves stadiums, and you have a classroom that requires walls and children."

She wrinkled her nose. "Details. Pretty sure I could find a few children here to teach beneath a palm tree."

I laughed, shaking my head, and was just about to suggest we skip snorkeling and head back to the bungalow when Vivien leaned forward, resting her chin on her palm, eyes flicking over me with an amused glint. "You know," she mused, "I still can't believe I got myself a football player."

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I snorted. "Yeah?"

She nodded, grinning. "Pretty sure there's an entire line of models somewhere wishing I was dead right now."

I rolled my eyes but laughed. "Doubt it."

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well...endowed," She ticked each one off on her fingers before smirking and wining

in a coma and trauma that an expensive psychologist is still sorting through. I still think you are crazy for trying to give this a shot. I'm a

slow, lingering kiss to my lips before pulling back just enough to murmur, "Lucky for me, I love children... and I understand more than you know about

and I instinctively reached for her, cupping the back of her neck, my thumb tracing small circles against her

"Vivien..."

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came out rough, firmer than I intended. "We said no

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her expression, but then she nodded, offering

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sighed, tilting her

coffee. "I

about to suggest we skip snorkeling and head back to the bungalow when I noticed someone

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man said, offering a polite nod. "Apologies for the

A message.

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crept up my spine, but before I could dwell on it, Vivien let

the table to grab my hand, lacing our fingers together. "It's such a beautiful day. Do we really need to