The Blake Boys 3: The Blake Legacy by Rhonda Laurel

Author:Rhonda Laurel [Laurel, Rhonda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Romance, Contemporary, Multicultural, Sports, Contemporary Fiction, Multicultural & Interracial, interracial romance, Sports Romance, Contemporary Romance
ISBN: 9781940223612
Amazon: B00GO4J81I
Publisher: Etopia Press
Published: 2013-11-12T05:00:00+00:00

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Morgan and Seth lay on the floor of the living room panting hard, trying to get a second wind.

“I promise to replace that shirt.” She held up two of the buttons in her hand.

“Replace it? Hell, from now on this is my favorite shirt.” Seth let out a slow, devious chuckle.

“I suppose I could sew the buttons back on.” Morgan put her arm over her eyes.

Seth turned on his side and nuzzled her neck. “Where the hell did that come from?”

Morgan giggled. “I decided to replace exercise with sex.”

“I can get behind that.” He kissed her.

She ran a hand through his hair. “How was lunch with the governor?”

“Great. Ethan’s like a mentor to me.” Seth rested his head on her chest.

“Did he ask you if you were receptive to playing for the Tomcats?”

Seth tickled her. “The one thing I like about Ethan is that you’re never sure he asked you anything at all. He’s a very savvy politician.”

“Did he wink a lot while he was talking to you?”

“No, but he said we could have lunch more often if I were living in the state full time.”

The doorbell rang.

“Who the hell is that?” Seth barked.

“Blake, language.” Morgan laughed as she nestled closer to him.

“The whole damn state of Texas better be on fire.” He got up to answer the door but Morgan grabbed his calf.

The doorbell rang again, repeatedly.

She coughed. “You might want to put on something to answer the door.”

Seth grabbed his boxer shorts off the lamp shade and pulled them on while Morgan slipped on his shirt.

He wrenched open the door. “What?”

“I told you they were in there fooling around,” Tyler said to Channing. Both of his brothers stood there with an expectant look, waiting to be let in.

“You two have been a pain in my ass since the day you were born.” Seth made no attempt to let them pass.

“Hey, Morgan. How’s my favorite sister-in-law?” Channing shoved his face through the opening.

“Hi, Channing. How’s my favorite future attorney?” Morgan said.

“I’m fine. Came home to see my nephew.”

“If that’s all you want, he’s at the house with Momma.” Seth leaned against the door to obstruct his view.

“That’s so sweet of you,” Morgan said, coming up behind Seth. “Babe, let them in.”

Morgan scurried around the living room picking up their clothes, then headed upstairs, probably to the bedroom. When Seth was sure she was out of sight, he opened the door and smacked both his brothers in the head.

“Ouch.” Tyler grimaced. “What was that for?”

Channing smirked. “The man is standing in his living room in his boxers in the middle of the afternoon. What does that tell you?”

“I don’t know. I go commando.” Tyler shrugged.

“You would,” Seth said, then smiled. His brothers were idiots, but they were still his brothers.

Morgan came back into the room, dressed in a blouse and a pair of jeans.

“Morgan, you are a sight for sore eyes.” Tyler grinned as he moved toward her.

“You filled up your hug quota the last time you saw her.

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