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Brendon
If he said he wasn’t scared about what he was about to do, Brendon would be lying.
After witnessing their interaction tonight at Moonshiners, he’d spent more than enough time thinking about what was going on between Braydon and Jessie. Even if the two of them weren’t willing to openly admit that they had feelings for one another, it was obvious to him how they felt. And he knew that if he had any hopes of salvaging what might be his only chance at a healthy relationship in his future, he had to make a decision.
Healthy was a relative term, considering.
He hated that he was being such an asshole, but he couldn’t seem to stop himself. Brendon had to do something, and this was that moment when he just had to close his eyes and jump into the deep end and pray that he’d be able to swim. Didn’t matter that the only thing between him and water were rocky cliffs that looked like they’d rip him apart and leave him clinging to a lonely life either. He’d come to a point where he had to make a choice. Even if it was going to change his life forever.
“Naked, baby,” he repeated. “I want you naked, Jessie.” Infusing his tone with authority, he kept his eyes trained on her, never once looking over at his brother.
Holding his breath, he waited to see what she would say. He was hovering just above her, his knee pressed between her thighs, the heat of her sex scalding him through his jeans. She was breathless from his kiss, but he could see the hesitancy in her eyes.
He wanted her naked, wanted to be sheathed inside of her body. And damn it all to hell, he wanted to teach Braydon a lesson. He wanted his twin to know that she belonged to him. Right or wrong, Brendon had to get his thoughts back on track, and the first step in doing so was to lay out the new rules.
When Jessie’s uncertain gaze met his, Brendon kept his expression masked, waiting to see what she would do or say. Without her saying a word, he knew exactly what she was thinking. Probably the same thing Braydon was.
“What about Braydon?” she asked, causing him to bite the inside of his cheek to keep his temper in check.
“What about him? This is you and me.” The words sounded strange coming from his mouth.
His twin’s confusion was pouring off of him, the shockwaves vibrating out through the room, felt by all three of them.
Yes, this time was different, but rather than do what was right, which would be to take Jessie to his bedroom and lock Braydon out, he was here to prove a point.
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Jessie
Why did she feel like she was at a crossroads and the next decision she made would alter everything she’d known up to this point?
As she lay beneath Brendon’s thickly muscled body, inhaling the fresh clean scent of him, Jessie’s heart was pounding like a bass drum on steroids. In fact, she found herself in pain from it.
From the moment she stepped foot in the front door of Braydon’s and Brendon’s house, she knew something was off. Actually, the truth was, she’d known it ever since Braydon and Brendon left Moonshiners a little while ago.
And as though to prove the point, Brendon had kissed her within an inch of her life only seconds after she walked into the room. That usually didn’t happen between them.
For months, they had developed a friendship, one that might be complemented by fantastic sex, but it was a friendship nonetheless. And as though they were a package deal, Jessie had entered into this strange interaction understanding the unconventional aspect of it. After all, Brendon had laid out the rules at the very beginning. They were a package deal.
Had that been strange initially? Damn straight. But somewhere along the way, things began to feel somewhat normal, all things considered. Both of them treated her with respect and she knew without having to ask that they cared about her.
So why the change all of a sudden? Why was Brendon about to insert a fault line down the middle of what had been an unquestionably stable relationship?
Jessie tried to control her breathing as she stared up at Brendon. Did she do this? Did she finally get to have her normal? The true definition. One man who would treat her with respect? One relationship that might very well have promise? This was what she was familiar with and even if having been with both of them at the same time was beyond her wildest dreams when it came to sexual gratification, Jessie couldn’t deny the fact that normal was what she craved.
It was a tremendous feat not to look over at Braydon, but she could feel the heat of his gaze on her. He was watching, waiting to see what she was going to do. And one wrong move would upset the balance of what they’d previously established.
Was Brendon the one she wanted? Or was Braydon? Those were questions she hadn’t been able to answer up to this point.