led into the hall. “That gorgeous guy I just saw you
talking to a few minutes ago. That was him, wasn’t it?”
“He insisted on
walking me to work. The roads are icy and he wanted to make sure I
arrived safely.” Lauren toyed with the coffee cup and rolled her
eyes. “Can you imagine?”
“Actually, I
think it’s nice. No guy has ever been that considerate with me
before.”
Secretly Lauren
thought it was nice too, but she wasn’t about to admit it.
Shiloh pressed
her palms to the table and shook her head in disbelief. “And when
you were sleeping with him,” she started, bringing the conversation
back to Lauren’s colossal mistake, “you didn’t realize it wasn’t
Adam? I mean their features are similar but they’re not twins.”
“I know they’re
not but it was dark, their voices are similar and they’re built the
same,” Lauren rushed out, grasping for a way to make the mix-up
sound plausible or at least a little less horrible than it really
was. God, she could just die. And last night when he’d brought her
to her third orgasm she thought she had.
Good Lord!
Shiloh cocked
her head and raised a curious brow. “So you’re saying they’re built
the same, you know… everywhere ?”
“Well no, not
everywhere.”
Lauren looked
down sheepishly and took a moment to really think about it. It
occurred to her that the signs were all there, she’d just ignored
them. In bed Garret’s touch was tender, slow, and achingly gentle,
the antithesis to the way Adam made love to her, in fact.
Physically his cock was a bit longer, driving into her so deep it
made her womb clench. But he wasn’t as thick as Adam’s whose girth
made her feel so deliciously full and satisfied it was all she
could do to remember her own name. Although they were brothers, and
were built alike, everything about them was different, right down
to the way their cocks filled her and brought her to orgasm. But
she’d been too excited to find Adam home during the week, and too
lost in the haze of lust to give those differences much thought at
the time.
“So was he any
good?”
“Shi,” Lauren
admonished. “What kind of question is that?”
“Never mind. I
don’t need to ask. The look on your face says it all and to be
honest I’m as jealous as hell. That guy was smoking hot.”
Lauren planted
her elbows on the table and rested her forehead in her palm. “I
have to tell Adam.”
Shi waved a
dismissive hand. “No, you don’t.”
“Yes. I do,”
she said adamantly. If she didn’t she’d never be able to live with
herself. “You know I do.”
“Come on,
Lauren, Adam probably has his own harem of women at every airport,
and probably a few flight attendants too. Monogamy is a thing of
the past.”
Lauren shook
her head and whispered under her breath. “And this is how my best
friend tries to console me.”
“I just don’t
want you to beat yourself up over this.”
“You’re wrong,
you know. Adam’s not like that.”
“Look, it was
an accident, an honest mistake. You thought you were crawling into
bed with Adam. How can he fault you for that?”
“Garret said
the same thing.”
She gave a
knowing grin. “Oh did he now?”
“Yes, he did,”
she shot back. At least both she and Garret realized they owed it
to Adam to tell him the truth.
“So tell him
then.” She shrugged, took a sip of her latte and leaned back in her
chair. “He’ll understand, and if he doesn’t then maybe he wasn’t
the guy for you.”
Lauren’s
stomach knotted as she took a moment to think things over. What Shi
didn’t understand was that Adam was the man for her. They were so
good together and she was crazy about him. “Maybe you’re
right.”
“Of course I
am, and it’s not like you’re going to sleep with Garret again
anyway, right?”
Ripples of
sensual pleasure moved through her at the memories of last night.
Her pulse raced as she thought about all the delicious things
Garret did with his tongue, the way his