Somebody Like You (The Heartbreak Brothers 4)

“You haven’t had sex for eons. Niall was your one and only. It’s time to get yourself back out there and start over. Cam Hartson could be your rehab guy.”

“My rehab guy?” Mia echoed, confused.

“The guy you get under to get over your separation. The one who teaches you to be comfortable being naked with a man again. It’s like going to a therapist or something. A few nights with him and you’ll be ready to jump on anybody.”

Mia bit down a laugh, because Jo was so damn crude. “Stop it,” she said, but even Jo could sense the humor in her statement.

“I bet he has a big dick. You can tell by looking at him. Wait, let me check him out in his uniform.”

Mia could hear clicking. “Are you Googling him?”

“I’m watching him in action. Hang on…” Jo trailed off for a moment, before saying, “Oh yeah. He’s hung. Dayum.” Her voice held a note of reverence.

“Can you stop? I don’t want to be thinking about his penis while I’m talking about my kid.”

“Then don’t talk about your kid. Not everything has to be about Josh and Michael.”

“Right now it does.”

Mia’s phone pinged against her ear.

“I sent you a link to a video,” Jo told her. “Watch it, and pay particular attention to the area beneath his waistband as he runs. You’ll be mesmerized. Seriously.”

“I’m not watching the damn video,” Mia told her. “T

his whole conversation is horrible. Imagine two guys having a discussion about somebody’s boobs like this.”

“Honey, that’s all guys have discussions about. That and football. I’m just evening the score,” Jo told her.

The rumble of an engine echoed from the driveway, and the security lights flashed on. Mia looked over her shoulder at the window. “He’s here. I gotta go.”

“Okay, but call me tomorrow. I need all the details.”

“There won’t be any details.”

Jo laughed. “Of course there will. Guys don’t just invite you back to their place to talk about your son. They invite you because they want to see you naked.”

Mia paled. “Tell me that’s not true.”

The sound of the keypad beeping made her heart start to speed. That and Jo’s suggestive remarks. She felt lightheaded, like she’d stood up too fast, even though she was sitting on a stool at his breakfast bar.

“Mia?” a low voice called out. “You here?”

“Is that him?” Jo asked. Mia ended the call without replying and shoved her phone in her pocket. If it wasn’t for the boys, she’d switch it to silent, because she had a feeling Jo was going to keep hounding her until Mia told her every last thing that happened tonight.

Nothing’s going to happen. You’ll eat, talk about Michael, and leave. Simple.

“Yeah, I’m here,” she called out, blowing out a mouthful of air.

Here went nothing.

Chapter Ten

“Would you like a drink?” Cam asked her, pulling open his oversize refrigerator. “I’ve got beer and sodas. Oh, as well as a really good Chardonnay that’ll blow your mind.”

“A soda would be good. I’m driving.” She was pulling two plates from the cabinet he’d pointed to, her long blonde hair falling over her shoulders.

Cam poured their drinks and carried them to the granite breakfast bar. Everything in this house was high quality. His brother was building himself a reputation for top class renovations all over the local area, and this one was no different. “You should at least take a sip,” Cam suggested, offering Mia his glass. “It’s good. You won’t regret it.”