“You smell like you just had sex,” he says, as soon as we’re alone.
“Don’t even mention it, or I’ll have you back in the bedroom right now,” I say.
“How are we going to work together when you’re always trying to get my clothes off?”
“You can work naked, can’t you?” I tease. I’ve been helping Aidan with marketing when I have time; now I’ll be able to help him with both of his businesses while I do other consulting work.
Guests continue to arrive, and Aidan greets them and sends them outside while I finish making potato salad. Eventually I hear Megan’s voice in our entryway, and a moment later she’s in the kitchen, arms open to hug me.
“We did it!” she squeals, squeezing me tightly.
“Yes, we did!”
Eric’s right behind her, carrying a tray of deviled eggs. “We did it!” he says, fondly mimicking our excitement.
“Yay us!” I say, giving Eric a quick side hug.
“Some of us just took a little longer than others,” Megan says, jabbing Eric with her elbow. She teases him, but it’s clear she’s full of pride that Eric earned his degree early and is already working on his master’s.
“The important thing is that you made it eventually,” Eric says before he wraps his arm around Megan and gives her a sweet kiss.
“I think we’re almost ready to eat,” I say. “Could you take this outside with you?” I hand the bowl of finished potato salad to Megan. “I’ll be right out.”
As they leave, Aidan comes back in from outside. “I think everyone’s here. What else do we need?”
“I think we’re ready,” I say.
“There is one more thing.” Aidan pulls me in for a kiss, long, sweet and tender. When we part, he says, “I’m proud of you.”
Every now and then, at moments like this, I’m still amazed that he’s mine. “I’m so glad I almost flunked chemistry freshman year,” I say.
Aidan smiles, but then his face turns serious. “I was going to do this in front of everyone, but I think we should be alone.”
My first thought is that he’s going to give me a graduation gift, but something in his expression makes my stomach do a flip.
He touches his forehead to mine and puts his arms around me. “You know I love you,” he says.
“I love you too.”
“And that I’ll always love you,” he says.
My curiosity turns into a whole troupe of butterflies dancing in my stomach. The nerves I felt before that chemistry final are nothing by comparison. “I’ll always love you too,” I say, trying to make my voice steady.
“That’s good,” he says, “Because I’m wondering …” He pulls a small jewelry box from his pocket. “If you’ll marry me.”
Tears spring instantly to my eyes. “Oh my god! Aidan!” Overcome with joy, I throw my arms around his neck.
“Is that a yes?” he says.
“Yes, yes! Absolutely yes!” I’m shaking a little when he slips the ring on my finger.
“I am officially the happiest man on the planet,” he tells me.
“No making me cry!” I kiss him hard. “I love you so much.”
“I love you forever.”
I give him a glorious, tear-stained smile. “I love you more.” It’s another one of our little games, like our ongoing “competition” to give each other as much pleasure as possible. As of now, I think Aidan’s ahead by about a million orgasms — I do my best, but he does love making me come.
We kiss again. The man who caught my attention with his sexy good looks and bad-boy attitude won my heart with his intelligence and tenderness. My bad-boy rocker is going to be my husband, and I know the spark between us will only get hotter with the years to come.
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See where it all began with Megan’s story! Beast Brothers: An MFM Football Ménage Romance
If Beauty couldn’t resist one gigantic beast, what hope do I have against two?
They call them the Beast Brothers. Brock and Cody Easton are huge and hard — on the field and off.
I vowed to never get involved with another football player, but when my car is hit and the drivers in the other vehicle happen to be the sexiest twin beasts in the whole NFL, what's a girl to do?
Resistance is futile when you find yourself in the back of a taxi with two sets of hungry eyes that want to look under your clothes, and four hands that want to touch you in all the best places.
I know it's stupid to break my resolution so soon. It gets worse, though.
While I was living out of state with my douchebag cheating ex, my dad went and got himself a fiancée. And if that isn't bad enough, my stepmom-to-be is the woman who spawned the Beasts.
My wildest sexual experience ever has been with my enormous soon-to-be stepbrothers … and it could ruin everyone's lives.
I know I shouldn't give in to them again, but how can I stand strong when they’re determined to claim me?
Perfect: A Stepbrother Romance
The first time I met Billy Taylor, we came thisclose to having sex in the parking lot of a bar.
I was upset, okay? I'd just dumped my lying, cheating boyfriend. I had my perfect life with him all planned out, and then he ruined it when he put his hands on another woman.
Billy isn't like him, or any
other man I've known ... but I can't let myself think about Billy. Or his amazing, sculpted, gorgeous Greek-god body. No. I can't. And I absolutely, positively mustn't fantasize about finishing what we started.
We could never work. Ever. I'm all about the city. He's country down to the bone.
And if that's not enough ... he's also my soon-to-be stepbrother.
So I can't think about the way he keeps teasing me, flirting with me, driving me crazy. Or remember the way his body felt against mine in that parking lot, all heat and hard muscle. And the times he's been nice when I really needed it.
I have a plan for my life, dammit. And Billy Taylor is not part of it.
If I keep telling myself that, maybe I'll even believe it.
Speed: A Stepbrother Romance
Kayla:
Axel Beckers. Hotshot. Heartbreaker. My first crush. I’ve never truly gotten over him, and now he's back in my life.
Ten years ago, when I was fifteen, my mom was married to Axel's dad, professional race car driver and serial cheater. It was no surprise when things ended badly for our parents, like World War III badly.
Now I’m working at a magazine, and I get an assignment to interview Axel, who’s followed in his dad's footsteps, professionally and personally. He's an up-and-coming Indycar driver who's also a regular feature on gossip sites. He's got a different woman on his arm any time he's not behind the wheel.
I hope seeing him again will break the hold he unknowingly has on me.
But things don't go as planned.
Axel:
I can’t believe my onetime stepsister is all grown up. When she stumbles and lands right in my arms, I also can’t help noticing just how good she feels.
They can call me a playboy, but what matters is winning races. On the track and off it, I get what I want, and what I want is Kayla.
She’s determined to resist me, but she doesn’t stand a chance. Kayla belongs in my bed … no matter what anyone says.