Chapter 4
CHAPTER FOUR
Mia
“This is your place?”
After finishing our lunch, Briggs makes me put my sweater on to cover up a little bit before he bundles me up into his truck and drives the short distance to his cabin. The way he described it, I expected a rustic shack in the middle of nowhere.
I did not expect…this.
I hop out of the truck as soon as Briggs puts it in park and, with my eyes wide, try to take it all in.
Instead of a rustic shack, I’m standing in front of a two-story cabin with a wraparound porch made from highly polished and stained, giant logs. Planters full of late-season flowers hang from the roof of the porch, alternating with hummingbird feeders.
He appears at my side, holding my backpack. “It’s not—”
“It’s gorgeous.”
“My brothers and I have a log home business. We built this one as a prototype because it’s so close to town.”
“Do you live here alone?”
As I ask the question, I realize I don’t know anything about this man.
Not beyond the fact that he’s massive and strong, and exceptionally good-looking.
He’s also protective and has a super-sweet mother who makes amazing chili.
And of course, he’s my brother’s best friend.
I wasn’t expecting that. So, I guess I do know a few things.
But I need to know whether he’s married or has a girlfriend because if he does, my plan will be a lot harder to execute.
Not that it’s much of a plan yet. But it will be. I have three days to seduce him and lose my virginity.
“Yup. Just me.” He shrugs and heads toward the steps. “Come on. I’ll show you around.”
I trip after him on the rocky ground, once more cursing my ridiculous footwear choice as I follow him to the house and up the steps.
Briggs gives me a very quick tour that ends with the primary bedroom. “You can sleep in here.”
“With you?”
He spins around so quickly that I’m forced to take a step back.
“No, Mia. Not with me.” His blue eyes pierce me, sending a shiver through me. “You’re my best friend’s little sister.”
I press my lips together. I hate the way he’s looking at me now. Before he knew that Jamie was my brother, he looked at me like he wanted to devour me. And dammit if I didn’t want him to. “And?”
“And, I promised him I would keep you safe, take care of you, keep you out of trouble. Taking you to bed is not on that list.”
I cross my arms over my chest. Even though my sweater is now covering my cleavage, I know my tits are pressed up, and I catch Briggs taking a peek before he looks away and runs a hand through his hair.
“If you want to freshen up, the bathroom is right down the hall.” Briggs doesn’t even look at me.
“Fresh towels are in the linen closet right over there. Help yourself to whatever you need.” He starts to walk away without a backward glance.
“I’ll be… I’ll be nearby. Just holler if you need anything. ”
I watch as he disappears into a different bedroom. With a sigh, I head into the bathroom. It’s going to be a long few days if he won’t even look at me.
Briggs
Holy hell. I’m in trouble.
There is no way I’m going to survive having Mia in my house for three days.
My dick is so hard, it’s impossible to formulate a coherent thought, and I haven’t even touched her.
And you’re not going to touch her, Briggs, I remind myself.
She’s Jamie’s kid sister. The one he brags about whenever he’s given half a chance. The one he raised like she was his own child when their parents died far too young. The one he worked hard and sacrificed for so she could have every opportunity he didn’t.
Jamie loves that kid more than life itself.
Only she wasn’t a kid the way I’d pictured her every time Jamie mentioned her. Mia was a woman.
A woman with perfect tits that even under that stupid sweater were full and round and begging for me to bury my face between before pulling one perfect nipple between my lips and sucking until she cried out.
Fuck, yes.
“No,” I scold myself. It doesn’t matter that my body has come alive in a way it never has before just by being in her presence for the last few hours.
She’s off-limits.
Period.
Despite what my throbbing cock thinks.
I promised Jamie I’d look after her, and I’m pretty sure that pounding into her sweet pussy until she cries out with wave after wave of pleasure with my big, hard dick inside her isn’t the kind of looking after her my friend has in mind.
Although…
I’m just about to let myself entertain that thought a little longer, when I hear her call my name.