The Best Thing (The Kent Brothers Trilogy Book 3) by Jaci Burton

Author:Jaci Burton [Burton, Jaci]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary, Two Hours or More (65-100 Pages)
ISBN: 9781426894732
Google: vJUUfEp2dckC
Amazon: B009FX22WC
Barnesnoble: B009FX22WC
Goodreads: 15717005
Publisher: Carina Press
Published: 2012-12-03T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Monday was an ugly reality, especially since Brody had to bring her to work.

Time had escaped her and she’d lost all track of it in Brody’s arms and in his bed. He’d driven her to her apartment on Saturday so she could grab some fresh clothes. They’d hung out at his house all weekend watching movies, cooking, eating, playing video games, and mostly having the most amazing sex of her life. It was like the dam had burst and she’d let go of everything she’d held back all these years.

She’d never had more fun.

Until his alarm had gone off at five-thirty Monday morning.

What had she been thinking? Her car was still parked at Kent Construction’s office. What if Wyatt or Ethan got there first? She should have had Brody take her back to her car Sunday night. Then she could have gone home and no one would ever know except the two of them.

Even worse, they’d spent the entire weekend so lost in each other, they hadn’t once had a serious conversation about what this had meant, or what it would mean come Monday, when reality set in and they went back to working together.

Obviously, it meant nothing. It was a fantasy weekend, and now everything would go back to the way it had been before. But she’d been in such a sex-induced haze of pleasure and giddiness she’d forgotten to set ground rules, the first and most important being, Don’t Tell Anyone In Deer Lake That We Slept Together.

Now she was in his truck and she was exhausted—though happily exhausted—and Brody wasn’t saying anything and neither was she. Though he didn’t seem tense or nervous as he casually drank his to-go cup of coffee. Apparently she was the only one about to implode.

“You sure you don’t want me to drop you by your apartment for more clothes?” he asked as they drove down Central toward the office.

“No. I’m fine. I grabbed extra when you brought me by my place over the weekend.”

He laid his coffee in the cup holder and took her hand. “I had a good time this weekend.”

She tried not to look out the window, half expecting to see someone peering in at them. “I did, too.”

“You want to stop somewhere for breakfast?”

Was he out of his mind? Someone might see them together and...assume things. “Oh, no. I’m good.”

“How about I drive through Marjorie’s for donuts, then? We can buy a bunch for the staff meeting.”

He was acting so...normal. “Sure. That sounds great.”

Maybe she could hop out and hide in the bed of the truck so no one noticed her.

He pulled into Marjorie’s, her favorite coffee and donut store. They waited in line, since Monday mornings were Marjorie’s busiest time.

It was early and the sun wasn’t out yet, but she dragged on her sunglasses.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

She pulled her gaze away from other cars and looked at him. “I’m fine. Why?”

“You seem tense.” Then he grinned at her. “I thought we worked all that tension out of you this weekend.

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