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Just breathe motherfucker. Just
breathe.


Hello
ladies.

Colton

s
charm knew no bounds.


Hi,

said the strawberry blonde.
Her cat-shaped eyes were encased with the longest lashes I had ever seen. Her
chocolate-colored eyes grew bigger as we got closer, and the gold specks in
them glowed, showing her excitement.

You

re
my brown eyed girl.

She ain

t
mine and why in the hell is Morrison

s
Brown Eyed Girl running through my head right now?
She
seemed a little nervous as she bit her bottom lip and twirled a strand of hair
around her finger. She looked to her friend, no make that her sister, as she
approached from the back of the car.
Damn.
These chicks were fucking
gorgeous.
I took a page out of Colton

s
book and adjusted myself, earning me a snort from Colton.


And hello to you,

Colton crooned at the
brunette as she joined us, allowing me to enjoy the strawberry blonde eye candy
before me.

I was startled for a moment thinking I
got caught as I heard,

Hello, eyes up here.

I looked up quickly to the
beauty before me but found that she was just watching the show between Colton
and her sister.  It was my turn to chuckle, bringing the blonde

s attention
back to me. Her eyes roamed up and down my body, making my dick twitch in
response.
Down boy!
Her eyes held a teasing glint to them when they
finally came to rest on mine.


You guys moving in?

I asked as I shouldered
Colton. It seemed all of his earlier swagger disappeared the minute his eyes
locked with the brunette

s.


I

m
Tank and this is Colton.

I pointed to myself, then Colton who could
not keep his eyes from wandering all over the sister.
Snap out of it
brother.


Hi, I

m
Campbell.


Nice to meet you,

I said. The urge to touch
her was so overwhelming that I reached out and took her hand in mine, intending
to bring it to my lips. But I was too shocked from the bolt of electricity that
ran up my arm and straight to my cock from the contact of her soft, small hand
in mine. If her hand felt this good in mine, I could only imagine what the rest
of her would feel like pressed up against me, under me. Her small gasp brought
my eyes to hers. The promise I saw in them had my semi-hard cock turning to
granite. I finished bringing her hand to my lips where I placed a quick kiss
before letting go. A deep sigh came from Campbell as she cradled her hand to
her chest with the other one.


Hi Tank, Colton, I

m
Logan,

the brunette said, ending
Campbell

s
and my entirely too intimate moment.


You guys just moving in?

I asked again so that
Campbell

s
attention remained on me.


Yep,

Campbell answered, never
breaking eye contact. The gold sparks grew brighter as her perfect, pouty lips
quirked up; a small smile took its place on her beautiful face. It was as if
the sun shone out of her and onto me for the first time in a long time. It was
like she was my own personal sunshine.
My Sunshine.


Any grand plans for the
weekend?

Colton asked.
Smart man.
There was a party this weekend at the clubhouse.


Well it

s
Logan birthday tomorrow,

answered Campbell as my gaze swung to Logan

s.
The slight blush coloring Logan

s cheeks looked really good
on her and I saw Colton take a step towards her.
Damn.
 

My mind was spinning as I looked from
Logan to Campbell to see if she saw how Colton was towards her sister. Campbell

s
eyes were wide as she took in the two of them. Her innocence was on full
display as her own cheeks blushed. Her eyes shifted to mine and everything I
saw in them made me want her in ways I never thought possible.

It was settled then.

You
should come by the shop tomorrow,

I said as I looked from
Campbell back to Logan then to their beat-up Beetle in the driveway.

A
tune-up for your birthday,

I explained as Logan started shaking her
head, while Campbell nodded.


It

s
not necessary,

countered
Logan.


It is,

I replied.

Your
car looks like it could use a decent once-over and we can do that for you.
Consider it a welcome to the neighborhood and happy birthday present all in
one.

Campbell said,

Ok,

at the same time Logan
said,

We

ll
see.

Colton snickered.
Finally
a reaction from my absentee brother.


Well we need to finish
unpacking. It was nice meeting you guys,

Logan said as she began to
lead Campbell back to their house.


Nice meeting you too,

Colton grunted. A quick
head nod was my response to Campbell

s
small wave before she turned and walked into the house.

CHAPTER
TWO

 

Tank

 

What I would give to be a fly on the
wall right now next door. It took every ounce of willpower I had not to go and
push my ear against the wall to see if I could hear what Campbell was saying,
to see if she was talking about us, about me.


You anxious brother?

Colton asked as he tossed a
beer can to where I sat on the couch. I stopped bouncing my leg as I cracked it
open.


Nah,

I responded, swallowing a
generous amount.

You?

He shook his head in answer
before taking a healthy swig from his can.


You feel up to doing
something tonight?

Colton could never sit still. I swore it
kept getting worse. I believed half the reason we took this past trip was
because his antsy ass could not stay in one place for too long. It was like he
was a caged beast stalking back and forth waiting to be unleashed.


Not really.

It was the truth. I was
fucking tired. I just wanted to wash the road off of me and sleep in a real
bed.


Fine.

He pouted. He actually
pouted.

But
seriously, you alright?


Always,

I answered not wanting to
get into it with him. I knew he was asking about the nightmares but there was
no way in hell I was talking about that shit with anyone. I reached for the
remote and turned on the TV showing Colton that this conversation was over
before it even began.


Ok,

he said. I could feel him
staring at me, but I ignored him just like I ignored the constant reel of shit
that played in my head.

I

m
gonna shit, shave, and shower then sleep until some time next week.

I chuckled at Colton

s
itinerary for the rest of the night. His quizzical look made me outright laugh.


And stroke one out after
the eye fucking you gave your new neighbor.

It was a question but came
out like a statement.


What-the-fuck-ever man. You
cannot tell me your dick did not twitch in response to those sweet butts.


Brother, they are more like
Banger sisters.

I adjusted myself again just thinking about
that pretty, little blonde.


Banger sisters?

He asked, totally not
getting it.


Yeah, you know, because you
want to Bang-Her.

I chuckled at my own joke as Colton

s
face soured.

Oh, come on brother. We both know they are
the furthest thing from sweet butts,

I jokingly added.


Aren

t
they?

Fuck, he was serious by the
expression he wore as he stared back at me. Did he not get that vibe from them
like I did? Did he not realize how he himself looked at them? Her? I shrugged
in response.

Well I ain

t
looking for a fucking old lady so I need her to be a sweet butt.


Her?

I had to make sure he meant
Logan.

You
mean Logan?


Fuck,

he yelled as he got up and
started pacing back and forth.

Of course.

He turned and walked back
to the kitchen. I heard the beer can hit the trash can and then the fridge
being opened. Colton reappeared with two more cans. I lifted my hand to show I
was ready for him to toss me one, but he just smirked.

Get
your own bitch.

I chuckled as he laughed and went up the
stairs, disappearing into his room at the top.


Bitch-ass,

I muttered as I stood and
stretched.
Damn.
My body ached like no other. I needed to move my bike
and grab my saddlebag so I could shit, shave, and shower as Colton so
eloquently put it. I would probably have to rub one off too before I caught any
sleep. A pretty, little blonde would be starring front and center tonight. I
shook my head and chuckled once more as I set my beer down and went out the
front door.


Hey there.

My head swiveled to find
Campbell closing the passenger car door.


Hey baby.

Time to work some Colton
magic on her ass. He did this smooth talking shit all the time. It could not be
that hard.


Baby?

She questioned.

Is
that how you see me, as a fucking baby?

Whoa!
Campbell
let out a frustrated yell as she turned back towards the house. Her reaction
confused the shit out of me and it took me a minute to realize she was
seriously leaving me outside without any further explanation. I took off after
her and reached her right before she got to the door.


Wait,

I said as I grabbed her arm
and spun her around.

Sorry?

Her scent hit me like a
Mack truck; sunshine and summer, and all Campbell. It was intoxicating.


Are you asking or saying
it?

Campbell teased, but her eyes
showed how pissed off she still was.


Saying,

I answered, taking another
big breath to try and capture her scent to take with me after she went back
inside.

Definitely
saying. And no I don

t see you as a baby.

Mental note - do not call
Campbell baby EVER.


Good, because I

m
not.

She definitely had a chip
on her shoulder about that. She looked young but she could not be that young,
right?

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