Unable to contain her surprise and happiness, she hugged him one more time and kissed him back. When she pulled away, Rock’s eyes scanned her hair and face. “Whose car is that in the driveway?”
Heat climbed up the back of her neck. She could just imagine what her hair looked like, and with a car in the driveway her brother knew she wasn’t alone. “That’s—” Addie began, but before she could finish, Trent appeared at the top of the stairs wearing nothing but his suit pants.
“Why didn’t you wake me... ” Trent’s voice trailed off.
Embarrassment like she’d never known exploded inside her and her face burned as Trent came down the stairs half-naked as if he lived there.
“I guess I should’ve called first,” Rock said from next to her. “I’m Rock, Addie’s brother.” Rock extended his hand when Trent stopped in front of him.
Addie watched Trent shake her brother’s hand, still as cool as a cucumber. For a moment she wondered if he often greeted his girlfriend’s family members like this. “Trent Sherbrooke,” he said with no hint of embarrassment even though any idiot could figure out what they’d just been doing. “Your sister’s boyfriend.”
Rock held Trent’s gaze and Addie held her breath. Her brother had hated her last boyfriend though she never knew why; they’d only met once. She didn’t want that to be the case now. She might not see her brothers often, but they were an important part of her life. She valued their opinions. After a few seconds, Rock looked over at her again. “I saw pictures of you two together on the cover of some magazines at the PX. Not exactly the way a guy wants to learn about his sister’s new boyfriend.”
She could imagine how shocked she’d be if the tables were reversed. “Sorry. I meant to call you; I’ve just been busy.”
Rock shot a look in Trent’s direction then back at her. “I can see that,” Rock said, always one to give her a hard time.
Another flame of heat burned her face. “Why don’t you go in the kitchen? There are some leftovers from dinner. We’ll be there in a minute.”
Rock ruffled her hair. “If you want to get rid of me, just say so.” He started down the hall. “Mind if I make some coffee?”
“Whatever,” she called, happy her brother had complied. “I’m sorry, Trent. I didn’t know he was coming.”
“Don’t worry about it. It gives me a chance to meet more of your family.” He started to walk toward the kitchen, but before he got far, Addie grabbed his arm. “What’s the matter?”
“Shouldn’t you put a shirt on? This is my brother. He might know what we were doing, but I don’t necessarily want to remind him.”
“If it’ll make you feel better.” Trent walked back toward the stairs. “Should I put my tie back on, too?” he asked with humor.
Addie threw him a dirty look. “It’s a good thing I love you because you’re impossible.” She heard Trent laugh as she continued on into the kitchen where her brother sat snacking away on the leftovers he found in the refrigerator while a pot of coffee brewed.
“So that’s the famous Trent Sherbrooke,” Rock said before Addie even sat down. “Looks like those magazine headlines were right. You and Trent Sherbrooke have been having fun together.”
“Rock,” she said, a clear warning in her voice. She didn’t want her brother giving either of them a hard time tonight.
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