You Belong To Me
You’re losing your mind again.
There was no way Quinn could know. Her desires were locked up tight on her laptop where her stories were saved. Dorothy didn’t even know about her more illicit stories. Kaley liked to write about alpha males who knew what they wanted and did everything in their power to show the woman how they felt. They were dominant, protective, and so damn sexy they made her wet just writing them.
Opening the first book, she pressed her thighs together to try to stem the arousal working its way up her body.
She took notes on the values and needs of business, only to stop as Quinn’s handsome image came to mind again. Pausing, she pulled her cell phone out of her jeans’ pocket to bring up his picture. This was one of the pictures Dorothy had sent her, one taken with her phone, a shot of Kaley and Quinn. Quinn’s thick arms drew her gaze first. Growing up, he’d been tall but not filled out. Since joining the SEALs, Quinn had filled out. His arms were huge, well defined by muscle. They showed his hard work. In fact, the whole of his body showed his hard work.
Shutting off the phone, she forced all memories of Quinn out of her mind. No, she wouldn’t be thinking about him. He was off-limits.
He wasn’t just Dorothy’s brother, he was intimidating as hell. She rarely spoke to him and wouldn’t be alone with him anytime soon.
What if he’s got a girlfriend?
Licking her suddenly dry lips, Kaley stared straight ahead at the lines of books. Books never scared her or made her want something she couldn’t have.
Running fingers through her messy brown hair, she finally pushed Quinn aside. He was invading her study time. When she was done, she’d make a quick stop at the store for some chocolate ice cream and a movie. Ice cream and a movie would make her feel better. Well, the ice cream would. Dorothy wouldn’t ask too many questions if she appeared with ice cream, providing a romance movie came with.
Chapter Two
Quinn grunted as Dorothy threw herself into his arms. “You made it.”
“I would have been here sooner if my sister picked me up.”
She blew a raspberry. “I’m already letting you crash here. Besides, don’t you feel like a loser staying with your much younger sister?”
Closing the door, he dropped his bag. “You haven’t told Kaley I’m coming, have you?” He knew his sister well.
“You’re in love with my friend. I know Kaley better than anyone, Quinn. If she knew you were coming here to stay, she’d be going back home. I don’t know why she’s so skittish around you.” Dorothy shrugged. “Anyway, she’s at the library and will be for the next”—she stopped to look down at her watch—“three hours. You’re safe to unpack.”
They lived in a three-bedroom apartment. Both of their families had chipped in to make sure the girls weren’t in any danger. The apartment building was a good one and located in a decent part of the city. Quinn wouldn’t have Kaley living anywhere else, neither would he let Dorothy.
Folding his arms over his chest, he stared at Dorothy. “What’s to say she won’t run away?”
“I won’t let her. I’ve already got a date lined up. My plan is to sit and eat, then remember I’ve got a date, leaving the two of you together. If I don’t, she’ll come up with a reason to be out of the apartment. It’ll work.”
“How do you feel about me dating Kaley?”
“You’re not interrogating me, Quinn. I’m happy for you both.” She cut off to start laughing. “Actually, it’ll be fun to see you working hard for something you want in life.” She snorted. “Kaley’s not so easily taken with muscles and your SEAL past.”
“You’re already a pain in my ass.”
“I’m the enjoyable pain, brother. I’ll leave you to get settled. I’m making Kaley’s favorite. Chicken parmesan. I’m going to need her to forgive me, otherwise, I’ll kick your ass.”
Once he picked his bag up, Quinn crossed the apartment to the spare bedroom. Before he opened the door, he couldn’t help but take a peek in the other room. Kaley’s room.
After opening the door, he stepped inside then closed it quickly so Dorothy wouldn’t interrupt him.
The room was feminine. The walls were plain white and the bedding was a light peach color, as were the curtains. The desk held several creams pushed to one side. What dominated the desk was her closed laptop. Beside her laptop was a notebook. He picked up the notebook, flipping through the pages to see lots of notes.
Quinn closed the book, not wanting to take his invasion into her privacy any further. His years as a SEAL had taught him to play dirty as well as nice. Standing near the edge of the bed, he closed his eyes, inhaling her floral scent. He moved over to her single bookshelf that was full to bursting with books. He ran his fingers over each well-worn spine. Kaley had always been a reader, a lover of all books. He used to like watching her read with the way her tongue stuck out as she did.