Mrs. Robin's Sons by Kori Roberts (find a book to read .TXT) 📕

at Mya. “It’s true,” Mya agreed. “You can love anybody. But you’re only in love with that person who owns your heart, your soul.”

“Leave it to our Rylee to find ‘Mr. Right’ in not one, but two men — and brothers at that.” Drew laughed and kissed her on the cheek. “You can’t do anything the easy way, can you, sweetie?”

“No, I think I’ve finally gotten it right for the first time,” she told them. “One man owns my heart, and the other owns my soul.”

Chapter Seventeen

“So, do you like it?” Nick sat with Rylee on the couch in his mother’s living room and watched Noah hold up the leather jacket they’d bought him.

“Hell, yeah!” Noah grinned, and he stood up to try it on.

“Rylee picked it out for you,” Nick told him.

“Well, that explains it,” Noah joked, as he looked at Rylee and smiled. “I knew this was way too nice to be something that Nick picked out all by himself.”

Fuck you, Nick mouthed, and held up his middle finger. Everyone in the room

laughed.

Noah walked over to Rylee and leaned down to kiss her on the cheek. “Thank you,” he said softly. “I love it.”

“You’re very welcome.” She smiled back.

When Noah stood and walked away, Nick saw his cousin, Leslie, frowning at him. Her narrowed gaze stared back at him knowingly, her mouth tight with disapproval, before she got up and walked out of the room.

Nick turned away and looked at Rylee. “You want anything else to eat or drink?” he asked. “Nope. I’m stuffed.” She patted her nonexistent stomach. “If I eat anything else, I think I just might explode.” She leaned back on the couch and sighed. “I probably gained five pounds tonight alone.”

Nick took a moment to admire her slender frame. “I don’t think you have anything to worry about.” He leaned close to her ear and whispered, “Besides, you’re going to need the extra energy for the workout that Noah and I are going to give you later tonight.”

He laughed at the blush that spread up her cheeks. He kissed her on the lips before he got up and headed toward the kitchen.

As Nick passed the bathroom, a hand reached out, pulled him inside, and the door closed behind him. He looked into Leslie’s scowling face.

“What?” he demanded.

“You know what!” she hissed. “I can’t believe you, Nick!”

“What the hell is your problem, Leslie?”

“Don’t play dumb. Don’t think for one moment that I don’t know what’s going on between you, Noah, and Rylee.”

Nick stared at her, his face devoid of expression. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said flatly.

“Oh, really?” Leslie glared at him. “You’re telling me that you and Noah aren’t fucking Rylee?”

“I’m telling you that you need to mind your own goddamned business, Leslie.” Nick spoke through clenched teeth.

“Oh, yeah? Well, you two need to grow up and stop fucking each other’s women!” she shot back. “I thought Rylee was different. But I guess she’s no better than any of those other sluts that you and Noah like to play around with.” “Who in the fuck are you to judge Noah or me?” Nick growled with anger, fighting hard to keep from yelling. “You don’t know shit about this situation.” He turned toward the door, and then stopped to look at her again.

“And don’t you ever try to disrespect Rylee like that again. She is nothing like those other women. They don’t even come close to being in the same league as her.”

“Fine,” Leslie snapped, but she reached out and grabbed his arm before he could walk out the door.

“Look, Nick. You’re right, okay? It’s not my business, and I’m sorry for the things I said about Rylee.” She sighed. “But you and Noah are my cousins, and I care about you. And if I figured it out, how long do you think it will be before Aunt Caroline figures it out as well, huh?” She stared at him. “What are you going to do then?”

Nick looked down at her. “I’m only going to say this once more; my relationship with Rylee is nobody’s fucking concern but ours.” His voice was cold and hard. “And if you value our relationship at all, you will back the fuck off.” Nick walked out the door and closed it behind him.

*

Rylee searched for Nick in the kitchen and found Noah instead. “Hey, you.” She

smiled. “I thought Nick was in here. Have you seen him?”

“Hi, beautiful.” Noah turned around and looked at her. “Nah, I haven’t seen him. I guess you’re stuck with me instead.” He winked at her.

“Oh, I can think of worse punishments.” Rylee laughed softly, her gaze traveling up and down his body.

The look on Noah’s face went from laughter to lust in a matter of seconds. He walked to the kitchen doorway and peered down the hallway in both directions before he turned back to Rylee. He pulled her into his arms and slowly backed her against the sink. “I can’t wait to show you how much I liked my birthday present.” Noah pressed against her as his hands slid down her back and cupped her ass. Rylee felt the growing bulge of his erection through his pants.

“And I can’t wait for you to show your appreciation, either.” She shuddered in anticipation as need and desire coursed through her.

“How about I give you a little sample right now?” Noah’s head lowered, and he kissed her, his tongue sliding between her lips, those hazel eyes never leaving hers.

Rylee gave up trying to hold Noah’s gaze, and she lost herself in the sensation of his kiss, the satisfaction of his touch.

Noah groaned and deepened the kiss, one hand slid into her hair, the other held her tightly by the hip.

They were so consumed by pleasure that they never heard the sharp intake of breath behind them until it was too late.

“What in the hell do you think you’re doing?” Noah’s mother