We’d been working with Oakley for a while now and she was doing so well. Reading the tips, I’d realized that we were right on par for where we needed to be.

I glanced up from my phone to a very sexy Beau in all his shirtless glory, freshly washed and mouthwatering. I openly ogled him. I don’t even care. If he’s walking around half-naked for my benefit, then who am I to not appreciate it? Those deep brown eyes were intently focused on me, and I fought the urge to squirm. His dark brown hair was wet and glistening from his shower. My fingers itched to run through it like I’d done the night before when he kissed me for the first time.

The scruff of his five o’clock shadow painted my face with brush marks. The touch of his calloused fingers rough against my skin. The fire of the passion that burned in one simple kiss. My lips warmed at the memory of his kiss. Coding it to memory so I never forgot how good a kiss could really be with someone who has feelings for you.

He’s just so manly. Sex God-ish. I still couldn’t believe he wanted me. Beau prowled toward the couch and I admired his sexy abs and Adonis belt. Watching his abs as they pulled and flexed with each movement. Low slung pajama pants showed off that perfect v that leads south and hung off his hips just right. I tried to hide my ogling of him behind the tea mug, but I’m pretty sure he could tell from a mile away.

Beau plopped down on the sofa, throwing an arm behind me and I snuggled into his side. Inhaling his scent of man, wood, and a hint of something fruity. Yum. He tightened his hold and murmured in my ear, “Good morning, beautiful.”

I grinned up at him. “Well, hey there cowboy.”

“Mmm, have I told you how much I like the sound of you calling me that?” He nuzzled my neck and I squirmed, shaking my head. “Well, I do.”

His palm clasped the back of my neck and brought my lips to his. Our mouths met and I opened for him. He sucked on my upper lip, while I sucked on his bottom one. I tilted my head to get a better purchase on those sweet lips of his as my tongue darted out and dragged along his. I was about to jump him when a throat cleared from behind the couch.

Turning around I saw Rhett and Reagan, bed heads and smiling.

“Well this looks like a good morning, you two.” Reagan laughed, nudging Rhett.

Rhett nodded. “I’d tend to agree, Rea.”

Beau stiffened at the sight of them, clearly, a sleepover had occurred.

“Wanna tell me what Rhett’s doing in our house, Rea?”

“We may have had a little sleepover last night.” She shrugged like it was no big deal, but Beau was having none of it.

“Rhett, get out. My sister and I need to have a talk. I’ll deal with you later.”

The look on Rhett’s face radiated anger. “Dude, your sister is a grown ass woman. She can tell me if she wants me to leave.”

Beau clenched his fists. “You knew the rules, Rhett. My sister is and will always be off limits. You’re not good enough for her.”

“Beau, I am not the same guy I was in high school. I’ve changed.”

“Leopards don’t change their spots, Rhett. You seem to forget you’ve said that before…”

He threw his hands up in the air in frustration. “Are you serious, right now? At least I’m brave enough to tell someone how I feel and not make them wait for years to find out.”

Beau huffed. “That has nothing to do with you…”

“You’re right. It doesn’t have a damn thing to do with me, but she does.” He pointed at Reagan. “I like your sister and that’s not going to change. She wants to be with me, then you need to accept it.”

“She’ll never be with you if I have anything to say about it.”

“I guess we’ll see then.” He stomped off, leaving through the front door.

Beau turned around to face Reagan once Rhett had left. “What in the hell were you thinking?”

She rolled her eyes and shrugged in her shoulders in a blasé motion. “I like Rhett, and we’re just having a little fun brother, nothing wrong with that.”

“There is when the one you’re having fun with is one of my best friends. There’s a line ya just don’t cross, Rea.”

She walked over to Beau and stuck her pointer finger in his chest.

“Beau Montgomery, I am a grown independent woman and I will do who or what I want when I want, and you will have no say in the matter!” Her face flared with heat and anger.

I could feel the tension between them and I wondered what Rhett had done that was so wrong in Beau’s eyes.

His face hardened.

“I will when it’s under my roof! Rhett may be fun and games now, but what happens when he breaks your heart?”

“That’s for me to worry about…”

“Reagan…”

“You know what, I’m leaving! I’m not a child and don’t deserve to be talked to as such.” She huffed and stomped off, opening and slamming the front door as she went.

He turned back to me, “Well, I’d say that went well.”

A chuckle burst from my lips and he couldn’t help it. He laughed too.

He huffed out a breath. “I just don’t get it. Why him? Out of all of my friends, she had to pick the worst one.”

“Maybe she sees something in him that you don’t?”

“Let me guess. A playboy cowboy with a heart of gold? That’ll be the day.”

“Hey now, we can’t all be as good as you.”

“I’m not saying I’m perfect, Cassidy Mae. I’m just saying she can do better.”

I didn’t know how to respond so I just nodded and looked away. I wondered what the past held for Rhett and Beau. I get the whole you’ll never be good enough for my sister, but it

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