Page 60 of My Fiancé's Brother
“I don’t remember that,” I lied. “Are you sure it wasn’t Matt?”
A harsh laugh vibrated in my ear. “No. It was Jackson. He just picked you up and carried you off to your bedroom right in front of Matt. He seems super protective of you.”
“What did Matt do?”
“Nothing. It was odd. He glanced up and shrugged. I was the one standing at the bottom of the stairs, my mouth hanging open.”
I swallowed the fear that was in my throat. “He’s the army guy. I think they’re all just trained to be like that. It’s nothing personal.”
“He’s in the navy,” she corrected. “You never mix up army and navy. You'll royally offend if you do.”
“Okay,” I said. I wanted to avoid a lecture on her knowledge of military men. Her interest in men in uniform bordered on an obsession.
“So is Jackson going to be around later?”
“Matt’s mom is in town. Everyone is going to be here for dinner.”
“Oh good. You can make it up to me by inviting me over.”
Dinner promised to be an intense family affair, adding Julie to the mix would be like adding fuel to the fire.
“Irene just wants a quiet family night,” I lied.
“You owe me,” she shot back. “You have to help me.”
“From the looks of it, you were doing just fine on your own last night,” I said. “If Jackson wants you, he'll come after you.”
“You're right. We were doing well last night.”
“Okay.”
“You don’t understand anything. A Navy SEAL is the most elite soldier in the world. To make it to that level, he’s the best of the best.”
I picked up a magazine and set it down. “You would know.”
“Not to mention how hot he is. He gives me shivers. He looks like he would be a machine in bed.”
I gasped, and my face burned red hot. “Julie.”
“What! The guy looks like he could fuck a girl six ways from Sunday. He’s so strong and big, and he could pretty much do anything he wanted as many times as he wanted.”
“Oh gosh,” I breathed, shutting my eyes on the images she was conjuring up of him. I did not want to imagine his magnificent naked body doing crazy sex things. Because it would be crazy. And intense.
“That man is my Mt. Everest,” she declared.
“I don’t even know what that means.”
“It means, he's the ultimate goal. He’s the man I have been waiting for my entire life.”
“Well when you set your mind to something, you usually get what you want.”
“Damn straight.”
“If you could do me a favor and not get your hanky on with him over here? You have your place. Please take all your sex noises elsewhere.”
I was joking. But not really.
She laughed. “Okay, I don’t want all my screams of ecstasy to shock your virgin ears.”
