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weak. She fell into her car and turned it on. What the hell am I doing?
    She waved to the big Viking as she drove off, her heartbeat
still thudding like the traitor it was in her ears.

 
     
    Chapter
Five
     
    Tyler lifted the glass jug with trembling hands and poured water
into three glasses before he returned it to the table. He was more than
slightly disgusted with how nervous he was as he looked out the window for the
twenty-seventh time. It was past noon now, close to one-thirty, he thought.
Shit! How long did he have to wait?
    “Do you think she’ll come?” Tyler called out to his brother.
Brandon groaned and stalked over to him.
    “Yes.” Brandon clipped him over the back of the head, hard, and
pain spread through his skull.
    “ Ow !” He turned and snarled at his
brother, who was way too calm for a moment like this. “Don’t you care at all?”
    A sound outside caught his attention and Tyler jumped to his
feet, his heart thumping against his rib cage. This was it.
    “You need to calm the fuck down.” Brandon glared at him and
headed off toward the front door. A knock sounded and Tyler jumped.
    Oh shit! She’s
here.
    “Hey.” Brandon’s drawled tone made Tyler roll his eyes. His
brother was seriously going to screw this up. He’d have to balance out
Brandon’s idiotic behavior even more than normal.
    “Hey back,” Laura responded, her husky voice almost flirty in
its response.
    Good job, big
brother. I underestimated you again.
    Footsteps sounded along the parquetry floor, and Tyler
suppressed the shiver that ran down his spine when Laura stepped into their
kitchen. Her green eyes sparkled with good health, though she was obviously
trying not to stand out in any way.
    Her beautiful body was covered in a loose, plain white T-shirt,
and long khaki cargo’s . Her skin glowed, yet there was
no makeup on her face, eyes, or lips.
    “Hi.” She smiled at him, placing a bottle of red wine on the
bench in front of him. “Thanks for the invitation.”
    Tyler grinned back at her and nodded his head, not quite sure
how to speak at the moment. Action was probably better. He walked across to the
overhead cabinets and pulled out two crystal wine glasses.
    “You want a wine, Brandon?” He knew the answer, but he didn’t
want to appear rude by not offering.
    “Me?” Brandon barked out a laugh and headed over to the fridge,
pulling out a beer and popping the top with fluid, practiced ease.
    Tyler shook his head and opened the bottle of wine, pouring the
two glasses quickly.
    “Thanks for coming over,” he said as he handed Laura a glass and
indicated where they should sit.
    She looked delicious, yet she was playing down her sensual body
as much as possible. It was funny, really, that she thought by wearing loose,
plain clothing, he wouldn’t desire her. She underestimated his imagination so
much.
    “I’m not really sure why I’m here,” Laura muttered as she sat
down on one of the armchairs opposite him.
    Tyler sat on the couch and watched his brother prowl forward and
fall into the armchair closest to Laura.
    “Because you want to know why you feel the way you do.”
    Her gaze connected directly with his, and the green seemed to
swirl in their depths.
    “And how exactly do I feel, Tyler?” She placed her wine down on
the coffee table and crossed her arms over her impressive boobs.
    Ah…crap.
    He swallowed and thought quickly. How to handle this exactly?
He’d done nothing but think about it since Brandon told him what had been said
yesterday, but now that he was faced with Laura’s pouting lips, he just wanted
to dive over the table and pash her senseless.
    “Your heart races when we’re around. You are physically
attracted to both of us, despite how different we look, and you feel safe in
our presence.”
    Laura’s mouth dropped open and her arms fell down so that her
hands ended up in her lap.
    Yep. Honesty is the
way to go.
    Tyler waited, his eyes glued to Laura’s gorgeous lips as