would admit he had watched her body changing and wondered what it would be like to kiss her or touch her.
Now he knew.
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The first time he’d spent the night at his friend Beau’s, Jesse about swallowed his tongue when Angela pranced around the house in what he thought was underwear. Beau laughed at his expression and told him to get over it. Her outfit was simply her usual bedtime wear. The next morning at breakfast Jesse hadn’t been able to look across the table at Angela, and he hadn’t been able to get one bite of his breakfast down.
Angela kept smiling at him, but he’d been too shy to speak.
Most teenage girls had no clue what they did to a hormonal, growing boy. Being around Angela had been painful. Jesse often worried she'd notice his hard-on or worse yet, her brother would notice and he'd be dead meat.
Angela was his best friend's sister. Jesse was he was too young to die, so he'd tried his best to ignore her. He didn't want to lose Beau's friendship.
“I'm glad Beau hasn't caught on to us, aren't you, Jesse?"
Angela's words brought the present slamming in on Jesse. "Yeah, I don't think he'd be too happy if he found out I was banging his baby sister."
"Banging? I thought we were having fun sex. Banging sounds a little crude."
"Sorry, hon. I chose the wrong word. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. Forgive me?"
She nestled closer to Jesse's hard, hot body rubbing her bottom against his half-hard cock. "I'll forgive you this time.” Craptastic . His gut fisted. Good ol' Beau thought Angela was giving him dance lessons. Jesse hated to keep their relationship a secret from his best friend. Secrets only got people in trouble. Any day now he was going to let something slip about his sexual relationship with Angela and all hell was going to break loose.
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times Beau had told him Angela was as pure as the driven snow, and Beau was determined to see she stayed that way.
Beau was in for a surprise. Angela was a wildcat when she unleashed her passion. Beau would never believe him because half the fights he got in were protecting his kid sister, and when he figured out what was going on between them, Jesse was going to be in more trouble than a fox caught in the hen house.
It wouldn’t matter that they’d been best friends for sixteen years.
No one messed with Angela. Keeping a secret this big from Beau scared the beejesus out of him. They never kept secrets, and one of the pacts they made in childhood was never—ever—let a girl come between them.
“I've been thinking, Beau isn’t stupid, Angela. He’s bound to find out. Unless…you plan to keep me your dirty little secret?” Jess couldn’t keep the sarcasm out of his voice. He wasn’t used to anything this casual—this unpredictable. He’d never known a woman who could bowl him over with just a look. Soon he wouldn't be able to keep his hands off of Angela no matter who was in the room. He had to touch her. Feel her heat next to him.
Angela was proving to be a conundrum. She claimed to be inexperienced, but she’d just proved she was a real minx when it came to sex. Excited. Ready to try anything.
She rolled to her side, and leaning on her elbow, stared straight into his eyes.
“No, you’re not going to be my dirty secret. I just think some things aren’t any of my brother’s business.”
Oh shit. Her eyes were filled with unshed tears. Jesse hated it when women cried and seeing Angela cry would tear his guts apart.
He had an intense desire to protect her. The primitive caveman side of him was coming to the surface. He never knew what to do or