Sirena heads inside and I watch Garrett watching his wife.
He turns to me and catches my gaze. “I can’t imagine my life without them two in it. They’re everything and I’d give up my hotels and everything I own if I had to to keep them safe.”
“You’re a good man Garrett, and my sister is damn lucky to have found you.”
He grins. “She is, isn’t she?”
I roll my eyes. “So, when is baby number two going to be putting in an appearance?” I joke.
“In about eight months,” he answers without breath.
I whip my head around and stare at the huge grin on his face. “I thought you had to wait before, um, well, before everything was okay?”
“You do know your sister, right? She has a mind of her own and said she knew her own body, so without further details, she’s pregnant…and probably going to be pissed that I’ve told you.” He winces.
“Is she still okay to feed Elias?” I worry.
“According to her OB, as long as her pregnancy is going well, there is no need to stop. She’s more tender, but it’s important to her to feed Elias herself until he’s at least six months old.” He smiles fondly. “As long as she’s well, then I’m okay with that, but she knows if I find out she’s struggling, I’ll want her to stop.”
“That sounds reasonable.”
He laughs. “Maybe to you it does, but Sirena has other ideas.” He smiles. “We’ll see.”
“You have your hands full, and I don’t mean with babies and diapers.” I grin, and shaking his hand, I sneak away before my sister realizes I know about the new baby. No way will I be able to keep my mouth shut without teasing her.
Grinning to myself, I stroll along the quaint streets until I get closer to the beach and the bustle of tourists. The storefronts have everything that attracts visitors and other tourists. From what I can see from the bustle as I walk past toward the beach, it works as well.
Brooke mentioned a tavern, which I head toward and when I finally approach, it’s Sinclair I spot first. He’s sitting on the same lounge chair as Brooke while she subtly tries to move away from him.
That won’t do.
He sees me first and smirks, but Brooke doesn’t see me until she shoves Sinclair off the lounger and moves to stand over him. At least it wiped the smile off the assholes face. Brooke pauses and then returns her glare to the other man. “I don’t know what the hell my sister has said to you, but knock it off.”
Inhaling, she slowly exhales and then wraps herself around me. My hands, having nowhere else to go, land on her round bottom. I squeeze and bring her in closer even if I am getting an erection in the middle of the beach. Who the hell cares?
It doesn’t get missed since Sinclair has a front row seat to wear my hands are currently massaging.
Brooke grins up at me seconds before she whispers, “Nice timing,” as she seals her lips over mine. She wiggles her hips and rubs against me, making me groan into her mo
uth.
“You’re determined to embarrass me, huh?” I growl.
“No.” She brushes her nose over mine. “I’ve missed you and want Sinclair to finally get the message that I’m not interested.” Pinching my ass, she presses against me, a wicked grin on her beautiful face. “Do you like my bikini?”
My mouth waters as she steps out of my arms and twirls in front of me. Her pale pink bikini is held together with ties at her hips and behind her, but it’s her tight nipples that have my attention.
“Something you like?” she teases.
I grab her wrist and haul her back into my arms. “Every inch of you.” I linger with a kiss to her pouting lips. “Help me calm down and then I’ll strip and take you in the water.”
She raises a brow. “Do you want to get naughty in the water, Michael McKenzie?”
“Damn straight I do when I see my girlfriend in next to nothing.” I laugh. “I think you need to be wearing a bit more when others are around.”
She nuzzles into my neck, and mumbles, “I was only brave enough to wear it because I knew you’d see me in it.”
I swallow around the lump in my throat. “Then I’m going to savor you in it.”