He needed for Jessie and Braydon to get along. There wasn’t much of a choice. Brendon knew for damned sure that the two of them were able to get along while they were naked. He’d been witness to that on more than a million occasions.
So why was it Brendon felt that his life was shifting in a different direction? Actually, he’d been feeling this way since last May when one extremely popular, very talented, not to mention seriously fucking sexy, country music star made a surprise appearance on Mother’s Day.
Cheyenne Montgomery.
Stripping off his clothes in a rush, Brendon didn’t even wait for the shower water to warm before he pulled open the glass door and stepped in. And wouldn’t you know it, thoughts of Cheyenne had him so worked up that not even the chilly bite from the water could make his balls shrivel up.
Turning his back to the water, he thrust his fingers through his hair and closed his eyes. Once he was good and soaked, he grabbed the shampoo and made quick work of sudsing up and rinsing off. Moving on to washing his body, he kept his eyes closed and remembered the last time he’d seen Cheyenne.
Mother’s Day night, after all the festivities were said and done, Brendon had ventured out to Moonshiners with his brother and lo and behold, there she was. The famous country musician had apparently been invited by Travis, and that’s how it all got started.
But no matter what happened before, Brendon could not for the life of him get that woman – or the explosive kiss they’d shared – out of his head. She’d consumed him mentally. For weeks, he’d thought about her, wondering when she would come back or whether he’d get the chance to explore what had happened between them. He relived that kiss in his dreams, only when he was asleep, they didn’t stop at just a kiss.
The woman had done a number on him with minimal effort, and he wanted to see her again.
Only he wasn’t supposed to want her. Not anymore.
He had Jessie. Another woman who had stormed into his life and stolen his breath. But the feelings he had for Jessie were vastly different from those he’d developed for Cheyenne over the course of just a couple of hours. Jessie was his friend. She was one of the sweetest, most giving women he’d ever met, and it didn’t hurt that she hadn’t balked at Brendon’s insistence that his brother join them in their sexual escapades.
But Cheyenne was a different story. He knew there wasn’t a chance in hell that she would give him the time of day if he insisted that she give herself over to his twin. Not a fucking chance. She’d basically told him as much when Brendon had insisted his brother stay close that night.
So, he knew he was better off with Jessie. She was more his type. Beautiful, smart, and open to new things – and yes, he was referring to new things in the sexual sense. The woman blew his mind when she lost her inhibitions. Especially considering she was so open to the threesome aspect of the relationship they shared, even if she didn’t seem to understand it fully.
Turning so that the water poured down over his face, Brendon held his breath, wishing like hell he could just get his mind focused on the one place it needed to be.
He had to stop worrying about Braydon and Jessie and what might be developing between them. His twin brother was his other half, and the two of them hadn’t been separated in any capacity since the day they were born. Braydon was his best friend, his confidante, and he was also the third in Brendon’s relationships and vice versa.
And that was something he’d never questioned before…
Until Jessie.
And Cheyenne.
♂♀♂
Braydon
The knock on the door was barely detectable over the buzz of the television and the sound of the water pipes rumbling in the wall of Brendon’s bathroom. Braydon had no idea how long Jessie had been standing there, but as soon as he opened the door, and just like every other time he laid eyes on this woman, his world tipped on its axis.
Too bad she belonged to his brother.
“Hey,” he greeted, taking a step back to allow her to come inside.
“Hey back,” she said with a shy smile. “I brought tacos.”
At the mention of food, Braydon’s stomach growled, making Jessie laugh. “I guess it’s a good thing, too.”
“I’m not complaining.”
God, she was the most radiant woman he’d ever had the pleasure of laying his eyes on. Especially in those tight denim shorts and the oversized hoodie that disguised the rest of her luscious curves, he found her so damn hot, he worried he wouldn’t be able to keep his hands off of her.
Too bad she belonged to his brother.
That was a mantra he had better get used to. Because the direction that his thoughts had been going recently, was probably going to get him in some serious trouble.