Falling For My Boss's Brother

She should be making love to Dodge, not naked in front of a stranger. As he examined her chest, she tried to conceal her breasts. "No way."

Perhaps this was a dream. Jessey made two blinks. Her attention was drawn to that too manly face.

The man's crossed arms made her realize he was naked. Her eyes moved down his muscular torso, landing on his hips.

"Wait." As he reached for her again, she escaped. Who knows what would happen if he touched her again. "Stay!"

As if soothing a catty, the man stretched his arms.

"Mistake." She exited.

She took her underwear, flung it, and then took the sheet he'd thrown off the bed. She was wearing it.

"Tell me what's going on."

Jessey returned his attention to his face. Her breath became choppy as she considered the implications. "You're not Dodge," she said.

He slumped onto the bed, his face heated.

She pressed her lips together. ""I'm going." She walked away, gently closing the door behind her.

An dreadful thought started to emerge in his mind as soon as those lovely words left her lips. He couldn't take his mind off her. He hadn't exactly just had sexual relations with his brother's fiancée, had he?

Charley leapt out of bed as quickly as he could. She couldn't possibly get away with it so easily. Before proceeding, he tugged on his trousers and pushed open the door.

He walked to the other bedroom and began beating on the door, ignoring the little voice within his brain that begged him to give up and get back into bed. "You had better be good, Dodge." As his younger brother murmured, "Get up," Charley entered the room.

Dodge slipped behind the pillows on his bed and hid there. "Get out."

Charley yanked his bedsheet off and gave him a smack.

"What in the world is going on?" He lifted his head just enough to get a glimpse of the digital clock sitting above his nightstand. "What do I have to be awake at this hour?"

"Do you don't have a girlfriend?" It was a long chance given Dodge's history, but he would never forgive himself if it found out that he had nearly banged his brother's girlfriend.

" No. How did you come up with such an idea?"

"Do you know a redhead? Absolutely gorgeous and rockin' body,?" He placed his hand on his shoulder and kept it there.

Dodge sat up and started caressing his face with his hands. "She might be any of a number of other ladies I know."

"My coordinator, Jessey."

pleasant, lovely, and even innocent She's been hinting that she'd want me to ask her out on a date, but I can't bring myself to do it."

Charley had trouble believing she was innocent. She might be a decent girl on the surface, but good females don't go into bed with the purpose of seduction.

"What is your interest in that?"

"Didn't you swear to yourself that you don't want her?"

"If I did, I'd tell you." Dodge's eyes widened and he glared. "What in the world is going on?"

Charley continued to tell him everything after taking a few deep breaths. Dodge was giggling so hard towards the end that his cheeks had become crimson and mottled. Charley was on the edge of punching anything, preferably his idiotic brother's face, when he saw Jessey's astonished look all over again, complete with the gorgeous "o" of her pink lips when she flicked on the light and had a glimpse at him. "I can't see the comedy in this ridiculous scenario," he says.

"I would never have guessed she had such a strategy in a million years. I must declare that you have my adoration."

" It was so funny that she had a panic attack in the middle of it and ran without even getting dressed."

Charley sat awkwardly on Dodge's bed, running his fingers over his hair. "I won't be happy if she chooses to leave as a consequence of this,"

Dodge shook his head. "I'm amazed at how upset you are about this," says the author.

They were the sole means of survival for each other. But that didn't mean he wanted to go into the mushy stuff or explain how much it hurt to have Jessey genuinely run from him after giving him a glimpse of heaven. "I simply...," I say.

Dodge sighed before moving from the bed, "I'm not going to be thrilled if she chooses to retire." "Do you think you started the coffee before you barged in here? Because it is obvious that I will not be able to sleep at all tonight."

"You act as though you're shocked." Charley got a stool after following him into the kitchen.

They both stood there, one drop at a time, while the coffee slowly filled the pot.

Charley had been gone for a lengthy stretch of time this time.

As they drank their coffee together, Charley noticed his brother. Dodge seemed to be trash. "How do you feel?"

Dodge shrugged, as he always did. "Fine. I'm now working on something completely new, and it's proving to be rather difficult.

Charley had a suspicion that a girl from their past was to blame for his younger brother's problems, but they never spoke about it. "You say that, and then it sells for a shitload of money,"

"I work to a high level." He finally cracked a grin. "So, how did you find your stay in Santiago? Did it really take you that long to return here?

It was all messed up. The general manager I hired had a thing for attractive redhead bartenders with more tits than sense, and he was skimming off the top of their tips. I was eventually obliged to let rid of every single one of them. "However, I met a female who is an expert in her area. Charley needs a ballbuster to keep all of those high-strung bartenders in line."

"How long are you going to stay this time?"

"No idea. I'm going to have to pay a visit to the remaining clubs very soon to make certain that everything is operating normally. " He made it a point to visit each of the nightclubs he owned at least twice or three times a year . When he wasn't there to keep an eye on things, it was much simpler for things to go under the radar.

"So tell me about Jessey, would you?"