nodded, he smiled and took a few steps back, giving her space. "When do you think you can start?" she asked them, her voice a little breathless.
"We'll get everyone together tomorrow, and start there. Josh and his brothers said they would help, too." When he had mentioned asking the Thompsons for help, he already knew Josh and his brothers would pitch in. Amanda was like a sister to them, and there was no way they would ever leave her hanging.
"Maybe I should film this renovation," she told them softly, with a big smile on her face and a twinkle in her eyes.
"Why?" he asked, more curious than anything about where she was heading with this.
"I could make a fortune off women seeing the four of you and Josh and his brothers working on the house." Drew wasn't a jealous man by nature, but the thought of Amanda finding any one of his brothers attractive made him see red. The only man he wanted her eyes on was him.
"I feel used now," Cole told her, his hand running through his hair while smiling like a five-year-old.
Why is he here again?
"Oh, come on, it's like every woman's fantasy. You guys are what romance books are made of. Women would love it." She glanced at Drew as she spoke, and she must have seen the look in his eyes because she breathing increased and her cheeks flushed. He took a few steps closer, careful to gauge her reaction. When she didn't flinch or back away from him, he closed the distance between them. As he spoke to her, he saw her shiver and, he fought back the urge to haul her off the ground and kiss her.
"Is it your fantasy, Amanda?" She must have heard something in his voice, because her hands went to his shirt, tugging like she didn't know if she wanted to push him away or pull him closer. Too bad he didn't have a say in her decision.
"Hmmm, maybe." The sound of her appreciation from how close they were hit him like a freight train. When he heard Cole laughing behind him, he remembered they weren't alone. Having her so close made him forget everything except the feel of her body against his.
"All right, kids, I don't want to be traumatized by watching my brother and the woman I consider a sister get it on, so can we keep this PG-13?" The instant Cole spoke, Amanda took a few steps back, shaking her head as if she was brushing off the trance they were in. And just like that, their moment was gone.
"I'll be inside if you guys need anything," was all she said before running inside the house. He wanted to go after her, wanted her to admit there was still something there. But he also knew she needed time to process, so he let her go.
He and Cole spent three hours going over the house and making a list of supplies needed for the renovations before calling it a day. When he walked inside the house to let Amanda know they were leaving, he found her sitting at the kitchen table, hunched over a laptop with her hand rubbing the back of her neck. He fought the urge to pull her back to his chest and touch her himself. He sat down beside her and she smiled, making him feel like he'd just won the lottery. "We're just about done. We'll be back tomorrow morning."
"Okay." Her attention was obviously focused on whatever she was looking at.
"What are you doing?" he asked her.
She bit the inside of her cheek, and he remembered that was one of her tells when things weren't going her way. "I'm trying to find a vendor for fresh fruits and veggies for the diner and for the wedding, but every farm is far out. I know Jamie wanted to use your mom's veggies, but I'd like to use a variety."
There was a big chance he would end up regretting what he was about to say, but seeing the defeated look on her face didn't sit well with him. "Not every farm," he told her, running his fingers through his hair. He watched as her eyes followed his hand and he smiled at her clenched fists on the table, like she was trying to stop herself from reaching out to him.
"What do you mean?" God, she was so damn beautiful, even more so
"We'll get everyone together tomorrow, and start there. Josh and his brothers said they would help, too." When he had mentioned asking the Thompsons for help, he already knew Josh and his brothers would pitch in. Amanda was like a sister to them, and there was no way they would ever leave her hanging.
"Maybe I should film this renovation," she told them softly, with a big smile on her face and a twinkle in her eyes.
"Why?" he asked, more curious than anything about where she was heading with this.
"I could make a fortune off women seeing the four of you and Josh and his brothers working on the house." Drew wasn't a jealous man by nature, but the thought of Amanda finding any one of his brothers attractive made him see red. The only man he wanted her eyes on was him.
"I feel used now," Cole told her, his hand running through his hair while smiling like a five-year-old.
Why is he here again?
"Oh, come on, it's like every woman's fantasy. You guys are what romance books are made of. Women would love it." She glanced at Drew as she spoke, and she must have seen the look in his eyes because she breathing increased and her cheeks flushed. He took a few steps closer, careful to gauge her reaction. When she didn't flinch or back away from him, he closed the distance between them. As he spoke to her, he saw her shiver and, he fought back the urge to haul her off the ground and kiss her.
"Is it your fantasy, Amanda?" She must have heard something in his voice, because her hands went to his shirt, tugging like she didn't know if she wanted to push him away or pull him closer. Too bad he didn't have a say in her decision.
"Hmmm, maybe." The sound of her appreciation from how close they were hit him like a freight train. When he heard Cole laughing behind him, he remembered they weren't alone. Having her so close made him forget everything except the feel of her body against his.
"All right, kids, I don't want to be traumatized by watching my brother and the woman I consider a sister get it on, so can we keep this PG-13?" The instant Cole spoke, Amanda took a few steps back, shaking her head as if she was brushing off the trance they were in. And just like that, their moment was gone.
"I'll be inside if you guys need anything," was all she said before running inside the house. He wanted to go after her, wanted her to admit there was still something there. But he also knew she needed time to process, so he let her go.
He and Cole spent three hours going over the house and making a list of supplies needed for the renovations before calling it a day. When he walked inside the house to let Amanda know they were leaving, he found her sitting at the kitchen table, hunched over a laptop with her hand rubbing the back of her neck. He fought the urge to pull her back to his chest and touch her himself. He sat down beside her and she smiled, making him feel like he'd just won the lottery. "We're just about done. We'll be back tomorrow morning."
"Okay." Her attention was obviously focused on whatever she was looking at.
"What are you doing?" he asked her.
She bit the inside of her cheek, and he remembered that was one of her tells when things weren't going her way. "I'm trying to find a vendor for fresh fruits and veggies for the diner and for the wedding, but every farm is far out. I know Jamie wanted to use your mom's veggies, but I'd like to use a variety."
There was a big chance he would end up regretting what he was about to say, but seeing the defeated look on her face didn't sit well with him. "Not every farm," he told her, running his fingers through his hair. He watched as her eyes followed his hand and he smiled at her clenched fists on the table, like she was trying to stop herself from reaching out to him.
"What do you mean?" God, she was so damn beautiful, even more so
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