don't begrudge you a sex life. But hell, you're the relationship kind of woman , n ot the get laid type , " he said angrily.
Kit absently shrugged her shoulders and looked back out the window. Yet, she didn't turn around quick enough for Brandon to miss the tears that were gathering in her big blue eyes.
"Shit , " Brandon shook his head , " t hat bastard."
With a quick jerking motion , he put the car back in gear . Brandon drove his car back on the highway and raced down the road.
"I'm sorr y, Kit , " Brandon said softly, silently cursing the man who had hurt his sister. It was obvious to Brandon that Cole Taylor had seduced his lonely sister. Perhaps she had willingly settled for lust, yet in the afterglow , it was clear to Brandon that her feelings ran deeper.
"Don't be sorry for me. I'm a big girl. I knew exactly what I was doing."
"Did you?" he asked in a soft voice.
Chapter Fifteen
When Cole returned home , he immediately phoned Kit. There was no answer. Every hour, on the hour, he tried again. Finally , he got into his car and drove to her house. Evening was settling in and the house was dark. There was no one home. Waiting for a good hour in his parked car, Cole stared at the house before finally returning home.
Kit's reaction to Brenda was unreadable. Had her eyes filled with tears or had she shouted angrily, he might believe her feelings for him matched his own for her. Unfortunately , she had stood stoically calm, if not a bit icy.
Cole had wanted to throttle Brenda. Instead, he told her calmly that their relationship had come to its end . The news was delivered over bacon and eggs. Brenda's biggest disappointment seemed to stem from the inconvenience the dissolved relationship would have on her impending party.
Leaving work early on Monday, Cole raced to Kit's house. The brother greeted Cole rather than the sister.
"You're early , " w ere Brandon 's only words as he opened the door for Cole. " Megan's upstairs. You want me to call her?"
"I need to talk to Kit." Cole walked through the living room and then turned into the kitchen, searching for Kit.
"She's not here , " Brandon called out to Cole's back.
"Where is she?" Cole growled impatiently.
"She went shopping. I got off work early and offered to watch the girls. She has a date Friday night and wanted to get a new dress." He delivered the last sentence with satisf action. Cole froze and faced Brandon .
"A what?" h e asked incredulously.
"A date , something that two civilized people do to socialize . You know, like dinner, a show. That sort of thing." Brandon smiled cockily.
"What the hell does that suppose to mean?" Cole's dark eyes narrowed dangerously.
"Nothing , " Brandon shrugged absently .
“ Just who is she going out with?"
“ Geez , Taylor, can't see where my sister’s personal life is any of your business , " he answered with faux innocence.
"Go to hell, Brandon . Megan!" Cole walked to the staircase and yelled again. "Megan! We need to go. Now ! "
Another day went by . It was Tuesday, the day before Halloween. Cole had not seen Kit since their uncomfortable encounter on Sunday morning. When recalling Brenda's thoughtless words and Kit's cool retort, Cole cringed. Brandon 's announceme nt of Kit' s upcoming date evoked something deeper. Cole was seething. Did Kit's brother know what he was talking about? In all the weeks Cole had known Kit, he had never heard of another man.
One thing Cole had learned on Saturday night was that a single evening with Kit would not be enough. He needed more. Already Kit had admitted that she had no desire to consider remarriage until Sarah was grown. It was damned clear the woman wasn't meant for a life of celibacy . Hell, she'd practically burst into flames in his arms. Her body was made for loving, caressing, passion, and for Cole. If Brandon was correct about Kit dating again, then it was possible that Saturday night had shown Kit that she was ready to reenter the dating scene.
Kit absently shrugged her shoulders and looked back out the window. Yet, she didn't turn around quick enough for Brandon to miss the tears that were gathering in her big blue eyes.
"Shit , " Brandon shook his head , " t hat bastard."
With a quick jerking motion , he put the car back in gear . Brandon drove his car back on the highway and raced down the road.
"I'm sorr y, Kit , " Brandon said softly, silently cursing the man who had hurt his sister. It was obvious to Brandon that Cole Taylor had seduced his lonely sister. Perhaps she had willingly settled for lust, yet in the afterglow , it was clear to Brandon that her feelings ran deeper.
"Don't be sorry for me. I'm a big girl. I knew exactly what I was doing."
"Did you?" he asked in a soft voice.
Chapter Fifteen
When Cole returned home , he immediately phoned Kit. There was no answer. Every hour, on the hour, he tried again. Finally , he got into his car and drove to her house. Evening was settling in and the house was dark. There was no one home. Waiting for a good hour in his parked car, Cole stared at the house before finally returning home.
Kit's reaction to Brenda was unreadable. Had her eyes filled with tears or had she shouted angrily, he might believe her feelings for him matched his own for her. Unfortunately , she had stood stoically calm, if not a bit icy.
Cole had wanted to throttle Brenda. Instead, he told her calmly that their relationship had come to its end . The news was delivered over bacon and eggs. Brenda's biggest disappointment seemed to stem from the inconvenience the dissolved relationship would have on her impending party.
Leaving work early on Monday, Cole raced to Kit's house. The brother greeted Cole rather than the sister.
"You're early , " w ere Brandon 's only words as he opened the door for Cole. " Megan's upstairs. You want me to call her?"
"I need to talk to Kit." Cole walked through the living room and then turned into the kitchen, searching for Kit.
"She's not here , " Brandon called out to Cole's back.
"Where is she?" Cole growled impatiently.
"She went shopping. I got off work early and offered to watch the girls. She has a date Friday night and wanted to get a new dress." He delivered the last sentence with satisf action. Cole froze and faced Brandon .
"A what?" h e asked incredulously.
"A date , something that two civilized people do to socialize . You know, like dinner, a show. That sort of thing." Brandon smiled cockily.
"What the hell does that suppose to mean?" Cole's dark eyes narrowed dangerously.
"Nothing , " Brandon shrugged absently .
“ Just who is she going out with?"
“ Geez , Taylor, can't see where my sister’s personal life is any of your business , " he answered with faux innocence.
"Go to hell, Brandon . Megan!" Cole walked to the staircase and yelled again. "Megan! We need to go. Now ! "
Another day went by . It was Tuesday, the day before Halloween. Cole had not seen Kit since their uncomfortable encounter on Sunday morning. When recalling Brenda's thoughtless words and Kit's cool retort, Cole cringed. Brandon 's announceme nt of Kit' s upcoming date evoked something deeper. Cole was seething. Did Kit's brother know what he was talking about? In all the weeks Cole had known Kit, he had never heard of another man.
One thing Cole had learned on Saturday night was that a single evening with Kit would not be enough. He needed more. Already Kit had admitted that she had no desire to consider remarriage until Sarah was grown. It was damned clear the woman wasn't meant for a life of celibacy . Hell, she'd practically burst into flames in his arms. Her body was made for loving, caressing, passion, and for Cole. If Brandon was correct about Kit dating again, then it was possible that Saturday night had shown Kit that she was ready to reenter the dating scene.
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