Heart & Soul: The Surprise (Heartland Series) by Nicola C. Priest Page B

said as he continued to chuckle at the younger Lockwood
sibling.

 
    Anthony glared at him before turning
and taking in their surroundings, wondering whether his brother had actually
seen the place that he'd been so adamant they come and see today.   To say the place was huge was an
understatement.   At the moment,
everything was white, even the furnishings.   The whole of the first floor was open plan.   The kitchen spanned the entire length of one
side and was so state of the art it would make any Michelin star chef drool
with envy.

 
    Taking a step further into the vast
space, he let out a low whistle as he took in the massive area.   This place was so not like his brother.   At the moment, it was way too clean and
clinical.   If his brother was going to
shell out the millions it would take to secure it, some major refurbishments
would be needed, which would probably cost him a few more million.   He guessed that being one of Hollywood ’ s hottest commodities had its advantages.

 
    Glancing at the man next to him, who
was still playing on his phone, he nudged him and watched as Chris reluctantly
tore his eyes away from whatever he was doing.

 
    "Did you know Alistair wanted
this place?"   He asked, seeing a
slow smile spread to his lips.   "Any idea why he suddenly wants to spend millions on a place
that he'll probably use once in a blue moon?" When Chris ’ grin spread wider, Anthony sighed. "The redhead?   Seriously?"

 
    Pushing a hand through his hair,
Anthony closed his eyes and sighed.   He
couldn't quite get his head around his brother spending this much money on a
place just to impress a woman.   Granted,
she was a smokin hot woman, one he would probably have made a play for himself if
it wasn't clear his brother had already staked his claim, but still.   This was stupid.

 
    "Not just any redhead."   Chris said, causing Anthony to turn and face
him. "This girl has had your brother all bent out of shape since he met
her.   You know, I'd swear he'd known her
for months if I didn't know he'd only met her yesterday?"
    "Yesterday? Are you kidding
me?"
    "I kid you not?   She's really done a number on him."

 
    Sighing, Anthony shook his head and
walked further into the room, dropping down onto the one of the oversized
couches that had been put in place to show off the potential of the space.
Chris stuffed his cell in his pocket and sat down next to him.

 
    "Since when have you been so
bothered about your brother's love life?"   When he didn't answer, the big man continued. "Speaking of love
lives, hows yours?"

 
    Okay, that wasn't a question he'd
expected, not from Chris, not with their history.   Turning his head to look at him, he only now
realised how close he sat.   It was a huge
couch, and Chris was sitting only a few inches away, and that unnerved
him.   Why was he sat so close and why did
that bother him so much?

 
    Being close to this man was something
he hadn't done in almost four years, yet he couldn't deny that he had thought
about if often. That one night was still one of the most vivid, most intense
memories that he possessed and it wasn't one that he would ever forget, or ever
want to forget.   The experience had
changed him in so many ways yet he'd never considered a repeat performance,
until now.

 
    He and Chris had never spoken about
what happened that night.   It had been an
unspoken rule between them and both men had stuck to it from the moment that
night had ended.   They ’ d had fun, Anthony had gotten to fuck a hot little blond
with a pussy as tight as anything he ’ d
had before, who just happened to be Chris ’ then girlfriend, yet the only real connection he'd felt that night had been
with Chris.  

 
    He had to admit, when Chris had asked
him if he'd like to help fulfill his girls fantasy of being with two men, he
hadn't been sure.   At twenty one, he ’ d been with many women, done various things from straight
vanilla to bondage