The Boyfriend Experience (The Boyfriend Experience 1)

“Of course I do,” he replied with an unrepentant laugh. “You’re my sister, and you know Sissy has always been my nickname for you. Why would that change now?”

“Because we’re adults?” she suggested, just as her brother—her gay brother, if Eric remembered correctly—turned his striking blue eyes Eric’s way.

The other man was not discreet about checking out Eric, and by the time he was done with his perusal, he was smirking at Evie. “I see you brought me some hot eye candy for the weekend.” Then he thrust his hand out toward Eric. “I’m Garrett, by the way. The fashionable one in the family.”

“Eric. Evie’s boyfriend,” he said, introducing himself. Garrett had a firm handshake and a great sense of humor, as far as Eric could tell.

Her brother gave him another appreciative once-over. “Damn, you really scored with this one, Sissy.”

Evie rolled her eyes. “Take your eyes off the merchandise, Garrett. I promise you, he doesn’t play for the same team, and where is Aaron, by the way?” she asked, leading Eric to believe Aaron was her brother’s boyfriend.

“He’ll be here in a few minutes.” Garrett exhaled an impatient sigh. “He couldn’t decide on whether to wear his rainbow swim trunks today or the ones with the dolphins on them.”

Evie pressed a hand to her chest, feigning distress. “Oh, the dilemma.”

“Right?” Garrett responded dramatically. “I told him he shouldn’t wear either because, hello, we’ll clash, but you know how stubborn he can be.”

Evie laughed. “No more than you, dear brother.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” He feigned an innocent look that Eric found comical. “Not to be rude, but I need food. Aaron gave me a workout this morning and I’m famished.”

A choking sound caught in Evie’s throat. “Are you serious right now?”

“Serious about the workout?” he asked, deliberately misconstruing what she meant, judging by the mischievous twinkle in his eyes. “Of course I’m serious. Though I didn’t mean like lifting weights kind of workout . . . though I’m sure sex could be considered a form of cardio . . .”

“Stop,” Evie said, doing her best to cut off her brother’s ramblings.

Garrett merely laughed. “Oh, come on, Evie. Are you going to tell me that Mom didn’t leave a basket of stuff in your cabin for the two of you to have fun with?”

Evie flushed beet red, and Eric answered for her.

“Yes, Lauren did. It was very thoughtful of her.” Especially since he and Evie had already enjoyed a few things from the basket.

Garrett smirked at Eric. “It’s one of the perks of having hip, modern-thinking parents who encourage the idea that sex is natural and healthy and should be as pleasurable as possible.”

Evie smacked her hand against her forehead. “Please, stop. I’ve already had my quota of embarrassment today and I can’t take much more. Weren’t you on your way to the buffet?”

Just as she asked the question, another man entered the room, glanced around, and headed toward the three of them. Judging by the way he was dressed in a pair of pale purple shorts and a matching tie-dyed tank top—not to mention the blatant way he was eyeing Eric—he assumed the guy belonged to Garrett.

“Evie, it’s so good to see you.” The other man kissed her on the cheek before turning to Eric and ogling him. “And who is this fine piece of . . . man candy?”

“Right?” Garrett nodded in agreement. “This is Evie’s hot, gorgeous boyfriend, Eric.”

“Nice.” Giving Eric a suave smile, Aaron extended his hand in greeting. “I’m Aaron, Garrett’s better half.”

Eric shook his hand, which was just as robust as Garrett’s. “Nice to meet you.”

“Likewise.” Aaron released Eric’s hand, a humor-filled smile curving his lips. “Just in case Lauren forgets to mention, all men signed up for the canoe race have to go shirtless.”

Garrett nodded solemnly. “Yep. Truth.”

Evie stared at the duo incredulously. “It’s a lie,” she assured Eric.

Aaron pretended to pout. “Why do you have to be such a killjoy, Evie?”

Garrett stepped closer, wrapped his hand around Eric’s bicep, and gave it a squeeze. Eric was so startled by the action that he had no idea what to say to Evie’s brother because he had no clue why he’d touched him.

She, however, had no problem coming up with words. “What are you doing?”

Garrett shrugged unrepentantly. “Just testing to see what Aaron and I are up against at the canoe race. Your man has some impressive muscles. Just sayin’,” he said, following that up with a wink.

Eric shook his head and laughed. “Thank you?”

“Oh, you’re most welcome.” Garrett looped his arm through Aaron’s. “And now, we need food before I waste away to nothing. See you two out on the lake for the race.”

With a finger wave in their direction, the two of them headed toward the buffet, and beside him, Evie released a long, defeated groan. “God, I am so sorry. My family is insane.”