Paws Up for Love by Stephanie Rowe

Author:Stephanie Rowe [Rowe, Stephanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781940968629
Publisher: SBD Press
Published: 2017-11-30T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

Evan awoke to find Josie sprawled across him, her hair tickling his chin, her breathing even and deep. The covers had slipped off the bed, no doubt thrown there during one of their interludes during the night. Max was sprawled across the foot of the bed, resting his chin on Evan's ankle, his deep breathing sounding like a train with asthma.

He grinned and tightened his grip around Josie, his hands spanning her waist with ease. Her body was lithe, natural, and sexy as hell, as fiery as her attitude, as spunky as her mind.

No way could he ever go back to the conservative, boring, politically polished dolls he'd been dating since he'd first stepped into this world. They were boring. Predictable. Dull.

Unlike Josie. His little firecracker.

He frowned, even as he absently rubbed her lower back. Except she wasn't his. She was Buddy's. But she didn't want Buddy. So...wasn't that enough?

For a moment, Evan considered what it would be like to throw away his reservations and immerse himself in Josie. His life would never be the same, that was certain. No peace, no quiet, no unchallenged decisions. And her family. He'd have it all. Everything he'd ever wanted.

Except his own brother. He'd have to tell Buddy that he'd slept with the woman his brother loved. Damn.

Evan closed his eyes and rattled off a few choice curses in his head. If only he hadn't failed Buddy so many times already, maybe he wouldn't feel that he owed him now.

Or maybe he would. Buddy was his little brother, and he was responsible for him.

But what if he never found Buddy? What if he could get everything from Josie and the family who came with her? Instead of one brother, he'd have a horde. He grinned, thinking of his house overflowing with Josie's relatives.

"Evan?" Josie's voice was slurred with sleep, throaty and sexy. "What's wrong?"

He kissed her nose. "Nothing. Go back to sleep."

She nodded and closed her eyes, snuggling closer against him.

He pulled her tighter, kissed the top of her head. Damn it. He didn't want to let her go. But he had no choice. "Are you free at ten on Monday morning?"

"Mmm."

"Josie." He kissed her hair again. "Are you free Monday at ten?"

"I'm unemployed and homeless. Not a lot of conflicting obligations," she mumbled. "Why?"

"We have an appointment with a private investigator who works for my lawyer's firm."

He felt her back muscles tense, but she didn't lift her head. "What's the meeting for?"

"I'm hiring him to find Buddy." He tensed himself, waiting for her response.

"Good. I miss my waffle iron." She snuggled deeper against him while disappointment smacked Evan.

Why was he disappointed? Did he really expect her to declare her desire to forego her money in hopes of having eternal happiness with Evan instead? He wouldn't have accepted it anyway. He and Josie had no future. "When we find Buddy, you and I—."

"Shut up, Evan."

Intending to continue his reminder, he looked down at Josie, with her face buried against his chest and her hair flung carelessly around her face, he couldn't find the willpower to finish.

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