Series: The Laws of Opposite Attract Series by Vi Keeland
Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 105253 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 526(@200wpm)___ 421(@250wpm)___ 351(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 105253 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 526(@200wpm)___ 421(@250wpm)___ 351(@300wpm)
Her eyes narrowed. “That’s nice.”
“We’ve had sex before. So I don’t think she wanted to sit on the couch and watch TV.”
Devyn’s face flushed red.
I couldn’t help myself. I wanted to see her get pissed—admit she was damn jealous.
“Yeah, that Tarryn’s a real wild woman in bed. Last time she visited, we broke a lamp. Knocked it right off the end table from the bed bouncing around so much.”
I watched the muscle flex in her cheek, the same cheek that was turning a lovely shade of crimson. Yet she still wouldn’t look at me.
“Devyn?”
Her lips pursed as she stared straight ahead.
“Devyn?” I said louder.
“What?”
“Look at me.”
Her head whipped to face me, and she stared with daggers in her eyes.
I smiled. “It wouldn’t bother you if I…fucked Tarryn?”
That did it.
She broke.
But she didn’t yell at me like I expected.
Not at all.
Instead, she smashed her lips against mine.
It caught me so off guard that I took a few seconds to catch up. By the time I did, Devyn was hoisting herself over, climbing me like a freaking tree.
Fuck yeah.
This.
This was the chemistry we’d had from the very start.
I grabbed her ass with one hand, lifting her higher, and guided her legs around my waist, so lost in the moment that nothing existed in the world except this kiss.
Which was probably why I didn’t hear the door open.
Or slam shut.
“Damn, sis. You’re going to town on Rubber Ranger?”
Fuck.
My.
Life.
Heath.
CHAPTER 14
Devyn
The following morning, I sat at the desk alone, reliving the embarrassment—and amazingness—of last night.
That had been the best kiss of my life, but it wasn’t too fun having to explain what’d been going on with Owen to my brother. Just when Heath and Hannah were officially in my care and I was supposed to be setting an example for them, too.
I needed to get a better handle on things, but at least it had been Heath, not Hannah, who’d walked in. Heath was a bit older, and I was pretty sure he had a good understanding of sex at this point. Although, it was probably time for me to have talks with both of them. I couldn’t trust that Vera had done her due diligence.
Owen had gone home not long after Heath barged in yesterday, and Heath had spent the better part of the conversation we had after that teasing me, as I’d expected he would. I’d explained that Owen and I had been friends for a while, but that things had crossed the line a bit as of late. Of course, that wasn’t entirely the truth, but it wasn’t like I could explain how Owen and I had become acquainted. That might be a story for when we were all elderly.
In the end, Heath had seemed okay with things—likely because he genuinely liked Owen, and Owen had earned his trust. And he didn’t make a big deal out of it when Hannah came home. To my knowledge, he hadn’t mentioned anything to her. Nevertheless, I’d need to be more careful in the future.
For now, the kids were—hopefully—safely at school, and I could find my bearings again. I’d planned to get some work done, but all my mind wanted to do was replay that kiss. It had felt really good to have Owen’s lips on mine and taste him again. I couldn’t believe I’d willingly decided to walk away from that forever, to never see him again. I couldn’t imagine that now.
My impulsive reaction when he’d asked if I was jealous clearly showed him where I stood. When I’d realized he was out with a woman, I hadn’t been able to think straight. I’d been kidding myself when it came to Owen Dawson—in denial and trying to protect myself from getting hurt. That had been tolerable until the threat of losing my chance with him became very real.
My phone chimed, snapping me out of my thoughts.
Owen: I can’t stop thinking about that fucking kiss.
Butterflies swarmed in my stomach. I closed my eyes for a moment.
Devyn: How did you know I was thinking about you?
Owen: I’m sorry Heath walked in on us, but I’m NOT sorry for WHAT he walked in on.
Devyn: He wants to kick your ass.
Owen: Seriously?
Devyn: No. He’s good now.
Owen: I guess I should count my lucky stars he’s not fully grown yet.
Devyn: He’s more likely to frame you and put it on the Internet than cause physical harm.
Owen: That’s very true.
Devyn: LOL
Owen: I need to get you jealous more often.
Devyn: Oh, so you think that’s the secret, huh?
Owen: I do. And I have to tell you another secret.
Devyn: What is it?
Owen: I’m very fucking jealous of the actor who shall not be named.
Devyn: You are?
Owen: Of course. I feel like he still owns a piece of your heart, or maybe it’s more like he’s taking up real estate in your head. But I’d like to erase him from both places.