I leaned against Brent, resting my forehead against his cheek, but jerked back. "Brent you're hot."
Brent grinned lazily and puffed up his chest. "Thank you. It's a burden I must bear.
Tag: humor flirtation
An old western standoff had nothing on the looks that my mom and grandma were exchanging. A tumbleweed could have rolled through the kitchen and neither would have noticed.
Lani WoodlandTag: family-drama
I stopped at a red light, turned my head, and allowed myself to enjoy the handsomeness that was Brent.
He noticed my staring and asked, "What?"
"As if you don't know. You're not the type of guy that a girl gets tired of looking at."
"Oh. Well in that case, you're welcome to look all you want," he said and gestured to himself. "You're allowed to touch, too." He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.
I lowered my voice into its sexy-husky range. "I was hoping you'd say that." With my flirtiest look on my face, I rubbed my hand slowly up his arm and then pinched him firmly on the shoulder.
"Ow!" Brent rubbed his shoulder and grinned. "Not what I had in mind!
So, Yara brings Brent home to meet her parents, and he ends up in the E.R.
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