SAV
After my weekend with Chris,I had a delicious ache between my legs every time I moved, and his naughty texts were making me ache even more. I tried to ignore my phone while I worked, helping customers and balancing our accounts, but every buzz and ping had me reaching for it, hoping there was another message from him.
The door chimed, and my heart raced again. Chris told me a few hours ago that he had some meetings and inspections before he was going to come by and help at the Sparks later today. I hoped he’d finish an hour early because he wanted to see me as badly as I wanted to see him.
I deserved an Academy Award for my forced cheerfulness when I realized the door chime was Sean. I loved my brother and enjoyed seeing him, but he didn’t stop by very often just to say hello. When
