She needs time to go slow, but damn, that kiss makes me want to rush everything.
When I kissed her, these little sounds of pleasure fled from the back of her throat, and I’d become addicted to that sound, needing to hear it every future day. And then, I could never forget that warm, velvety tongue as it slid against mine or those soft hands in my hair.
When was the last time I kissed someone like that? Never.
And then Tyson had walked in and ruined the moment.
She'd been right there. Mine. Right in my arms, exactly where she was supposed to be.
Don’t worry. She’ll be there again.
“Alright. You both be safe.” Rob high fived me. “Take care of my sister, Logan.”
“Of course.” I nodded.
Mia went into the living room and chatted with her brother’s girlfriend. I’d forgotten her name. So much had happened today that I was just trying to keep my mind balanced.
Mia will be in my bed tonight. Jesus Christ. Now I know anything is possible.
The women walked out the door. Whatever giggling they had between them was apparently a secret.
I started to head out behind them.
“Hold on.” Rob placed his hand on my shoulder and stopped me. “I know you like Mia.”
I turned his way. “That’s correct.”
“Give her time.” He moved his hand away and shrugged. “So far, I think you’re a good guy, but you did hang with this jackass. You know the saying, dick heads hang together.”
“All of your friends are angels?”
“Never that, which is why I’m letting you take her tonight.”
Letting me take her? Funny. Oh well. Patricia had said I would get karma one day and fall in love with a woman that had a bossy brother like me. Well...hello, karma.
I swallowed down my manly growl. “Thanks for letting me take her, Rob.”
“You said she was going to be staying with the twins in their apartment.” Rob raised his brows. “That’s true? Is that where she’ll be sleeping tonight?”
Usually, I kept a brother-to-brother code, trying to do the right thing and be a nice guy. But tonight, Mia would be in my bed, and I liked that fact. Nothing would stop that from becoming a reality.
It’s just one white lie, and if Mia wanted him to know, she would’ve told him.
“Yes, she’ll be staying with the twins.”
Rob nodded. “Cool. I know you want to date my sister. It’s been obvious for a while.”
“What gave it away?”
“I noticed it when you two were dancing at her birthday party. You looked like you’d been dreaming about it, and the moment had finally come true.”
“I care about your sister.”
“That’s good, but we’ll see.” Rob kept a neutral expression. “Just give her time to get over this jackass. That’s all I’m asking.”
“I’ll have to be truthful, Rob. I like her. If she wants to go further at any point, I won’t push against it.”
“That makes sense.”
I added, “But I’ll be mindful about her broken heart.”
“Okay. That’s all I’m asking. Don’t take advantage of her. She’s sweet and at times. . .a little gullible.”
“I don’t think so.”
“She thinks most people are good. She trusts to easily.” He shrugged. “Listen. Don’t hurt her. I can’t deal with anybody else using her. I might lose my mind.”
“You’ll never have that problem with me.”
He gazed out the doorway at his sis. “She’s a nerd, but I love her. She’s the only one in the family that gets me. The only one of my relatives I wouldn’t sell for twenty dollars.”
“That’s pretty cheap.”
“You haven’t met my family yet.” His expression broke to humorous. “They’re good people, but judgy and pretty big bible beaters at times.”
“I understand.” I held my hand out. “See you later.”
He shook it. “See you later. I’ll try not to hurt your buddy.”
“Trust me. He’s not my buddy anymore, not after everything I’ve discovered.”
In that moment, Tyson walked by us with three boxes in his hand. He must’ve been pissed as we appeared to be getting along. However, he kept his stance and expression neutral, probably understanding that Rob and I were just waiting for a reason to beat him.
I headed to the car.
Mia stood next to it, waving goodbye to her brother’s girlfriend as she walked back.
Bollywood music sounded off in the distance and then came closer. I knew who would be driving up before I spotted him.
What’s Karan doing here?
Karan drove up to our side in his Ferrari—the Beast. He parked in front, shut off his engine, and jumped out with a smirk on his face. “What the fuck, Logan?”
“What?” I held my hands out and walked over to him. “What are you doing here?”
“Tyson needed me to help him move.” He checked his watch. “It’s fucking midnight.”
“It is.”
“He said you fought him for no reason and then took Mia from him and all this other crazy shit.” Karan looked over my shoulder and surely saw Mia standing next to my car and texting into her phone. “Oh shit. I thought he was drunk or something. Is it true?”