McKenzie Cousins Box Set 1

“I wouldn’t hurt you for anything, and I haven’t looked at any other woman since I laid eyes on you.”

She smirks. “My father asked me to tell you that you ended up with the daughter he’d planned on.”

I blink and stare had at Brooke. “He said that?”

She nods. “I take it he set you up in some way?”

“He hinted to me before I arrived on Santorini that he wanted me with Carrie…no, he strongly hinted that he had daughters. I guess I assumed he meant Carrie.”

“I don’t know whether to be offended or relieved.”

Grinning, I grab her hips and hold her down on my groin. “I’ve got the girl I’m in love with, so be happy.”

“I am happy and I’d planned on going home tomorrow to talk to you because I realized after my melt down, when I got here, that I probably misunderstood tonight. I hoped anyway.” Her hands run through my hair sending awareness straight to my cock.

“Mmm,” she wiggles, “someone’s happy I’m in this position.” Her gaze searches mine as her face becomes serious. “I love you, Michael, and I’m so sorry for doubting that. I promise I’ll never do it again.”

“I love you too, honey. I should have been more aware of how it would look if you walked into the room.” I smile. “I have five female cousins and two sisters, they all pretty much hug, kiss and tease when we haven’t seen each other for a while.” I laugh. “I’ll show you pictures of them all as they are now so you’ll know who they are.”

“I’m sure I’ll meet them at some point, so no need.” She looks sad. “The truth is that if I hadn’t been distracted after the conversation with my father, I’d like to think that I wouldn’t have reacted the way that I had.”

“Do you want to talk about what your father said?”

She tilts her head to the side. “In the morning, I’ll tell you everything, but…for now, I think I want make up sex.” She smirks. “I’ve heard it’s supposed to be really hot.”

Chuckling, I keep her in my arms and, turning, crawl onto the bed. “We’re hot together whether or not we’re making up.” I nuzzle into her neck and shudder when I feel her fingers at my zipper.

55

Brooke

Yawning my head off, Michael grins like the cat that ate the canary, and then I grin when he yawns.

“You tried so hard to keep that inside,” I tease as he pulls up outside of our home.

It’s a large cape cod style with amazing views over the lake, sorry reservoir, from the back porch. The rooms are light and Michael has decorated it similar to his parents’ home, in whites, and pale colors. It suits the house and Michael…and me.

“I love watching you smile,” Michael turns the engine off and traces my lips with a finger.

“You love my lips, and what they look like wrapped around your…” I wiggle my little finger with laughter in my gaze.

“Hey, now. I’m much bigger than that little finger.” He smirks. “I can show you if you like.” He makes to unfasten his pants as a man moving around the side of the house comes into view.

Michael follows my gaze and then sighs dramatically. “I guess I can wait.” He laughs. “Come on, I’ll introduce you to Ryan.”

He rushes around and opens my door, slinging his arm around my neck. “He’s my cousin, and Aunt Rosie and Uncle Ruben’s oldest. He has a brother and sister, Jaxon and Sophia.” Turning to his cousin, he says, “Good to see you.”

They exchange manly hugs and then Ryan watches me. “So,” he steps forward, “you must be Brooke.” Grinning he wraps me up in his arms for an extra long hug. “It’s nice to meet you Brooke.” He still doesn’t let me go.

“That’s enough,” Michael snaps. “It was nice to see you,” he grumbles, pulling me away from Ryan. “I forgot to add that he loves the ladies.”

“Hey, I’m young, free and single, and there’s lots of pu…” he pauses, “um, women out there looking for a good time.”

I grin. “Nice save.” Rolling my eyes, I suggest, “Let’s go inside, we’re being watched.”

They both look at me. “The woman across the street. She’s always there watching everyone coming and going. At least if we ever get robbed, she’ll have the cops here within seconds.”

Ryan winces. “Maybe not seconds because she’s probably watched me casing your joint.” He laughs. “I’m kinda joking, but would love a cup of coffee.”