Irresistible Bachelors: Books 1-5 by Landish, Lauren (bts books to read TXT) 📕

“I really enjoyed our . . . time together,” she tells me quietly as we cross the main yard toward the huge wooden doors. “It was . . . more than I expected.”

“Thank you,” I say, taking her hand and kissing it, garnering a blush. “I enjoyed it, too.”

We walk into the living room and see Cassie chilling in a makeshift hammock, her ankle bandaged and hanging off the side. She doesn’t look bothered at all, leafing through a Hawaiian tourism magazine and humming No Scrubs. Or at least that’s what I think the song is.

“Cass, how are you feeling?” Hannah asks with concern, pulling away from me to go to her side.

“Oh, so now you two come back,” Cassie says teasingly, looking up from her magazine and fixing us with a fake scowl. “Got any Trojans left in your pocket?” she asks me in an accusatory tone. “I could hear you two all the way down here.”

I chuckle, shaking my head at her ridiculousness. She’s right, but there’s no fucking way she heard, and I’m not a kiss and tell kind of guy, at least not with Hannah. Hannah’s face goes red. “Seriously, how’s your ankle?”

Cassie brushes away her worry with a gesture. “It’s nothing, a little bruise. Alani fixed me up good. Said if I don’t put any pressure on it for the next few hours, I should be fine by tomorrow. She even hooked me up with this and all the tropical drinks I can enjoy. It’s like Vegas and Honolulu wrapped up in one.”

Hannah sighs in relief. “Thank God.”

Hannah looks around. “Where’s Caleb?” she asks suspiciously.

As if summoned by the question, Caleb appears in the doorway carrying a stack of wood, Wesley coming in behind him. “Right here,” he says, walking over to the side of the room and then lowering the wood to the floor with a grunt. “Though I think my ears are bleeding from being yapped at the whole time down. I think I’m going deaf,” he says as he grabs one ear and wiggles it, giving Cassie an amused glare.

Cassie sticks her tongue out at him. “Oh, shut up, you know you love me. Find me some grapes and maybe I’ll let you feed them to me, cabana boy.”

Caleb snorts. “Oh, I’ll feed you something all right, but it won’t be grapes. I knew I should’ve abandoned you.”

Meanwhile, Wesley gives us an evaluating look, sizing us up and seeing us all eager to see who ‘won’. “It’s a tie. You each get one point.”

Disappointment flows across Hannah’s face while Cassie whines, “Aw man, that sucks! But I’ll take it. It’s better than a loss.”

Hannah glares at her. “You’d really complain when I did all the work?”

Cassie nods. “Being carried down the mountain by this sweaty, muscly jerk was a pain in the ass. Literally. He kept bouncing me. I think he just liked feeling my tits rub against his back.”

“Okay, screw abandoning you. I should’ve dropped you on your head,” Caleb retorts.

I have to laugh at the shenanigans. Caleb and Cassie are intent on needling each other, and the longer it goes on, the longer I can see that they’re engaged in a game of one-upmanship.

“So tell me about the hike,” Wesley says, peering at us with interest. “What was your favorite part?”

Hannah looks at me and blushes fiercely. We both know damn well what our favorite part was. And just remembering exploring her body makes my blood run hot. Being inside her in that beautiful sacred space was what dreams are made of.

“I–I, uh, er . . .” Hannah mumbles, at a loss for words, her face flaming.

“And that’s exactly how she sounded while she was up there with her arms around Anthony,” Cassie accuses. “I uh, er arrrrgh gargle . . . cookie monster.”

Caleb busts out laughing, but I pretend not to notice, clearing my throat and recounting our finding the cave and everything else—minus the hot sex, of course.

Wesley is silent when I’m done, digesting my words. Finally, he speaks. “So you both experienced the remarkableness of nature. What was the most beautiful?”

“Hannah was.” I’m shocked as the words leave my lips of their own volition and silence fills the room. Hannah is staring at me in open-mouthed shock.

Shit, that was supposed to be in my head. I can’t believe I just said that.

My admission doesn’t seem to shock Wesley, though, and he smiles at me. “Maybe the magic of the land has found a home in you, after all.” He studies me quietly, and for some reason, I feel uncomfortable in his peaceful gaze. After a moment, he looks at us all. “Go rest, and change into something more relaxing.” Bowing his head, he leaves the room, and I’m left with Hannah’s still shocked but touched eyes, Cassie’s mischievous smirk, and Caleb’s accusatory glare.

Great. Now everybody fucking knows what happened up there.Hannah

“What happened?” Cassie demands as we go back to our room so I can change out of my damp clothes. I’m grateful for Caleb’s help again with getting her up the stairs. He’s actually a gentleman when it counts and didn’t mind carrying her. It saved me at least ten seconds of questions.

That time’s over now as she hops over to the bed on one leg, plopping down with a sigh. “And don’t tell me nothing either! You had a smile as wide as my ass when you walked through the door!”

That’s not very wide, but heaven is what happened, I think as I remember our passionate encounter. It’s been over an hour and goosebumps are still all over my body.

I laugh, shaking my head, though I know the glow I’m exuding has to be a huge red flag. “Nothing happened,” I lie. “Sure, we flirted, but it was all part of the game. The only fucking that went on was with Tony’s head.”

I pull off my soggy shirt and toss it in the bin, feeling