McKenzie Cousins Box Set 1

by Lexi Buchanan

  “I get that, but…” I sigh. “I just wish she’d hung around…I need to find her.”

  “You need to go home and see if she’s there and if she isn’t, you’re not going to find her tonight.” Olivia glances at the exit. “Come on, I have an idea.” She slips her arm through mine and leads me away from the party.

  Outside she talks to the doorman, and I watch as her face drops. “He said she got in a cab and told the driver to just drive. I was hoping he might have heard where she was going.”

  “Did he say how she seemed?”

  “Um, upset.”

  My fists tighten as anger runs through me. “She saw us and presumed the worse.”

  “Stop it!” she shouts. “You love this woman, and she loves you or she wouldn’t be so upset. We’ll find her and you can explain, and hopefully, she’ll apologize to you as well.”

  Sighing heavily as the valet brings my car around, I usher Olivia into the passenger seat and then speed out of there. I just want to be away from this place. I hadn’t wanted to go to in the first place.

  Now you’re being childish.

  “I’ll drop you at your apartment and then I’ll head home,” I suggest to Olivia who is on her phone.

  “Thank you.” She smiles, hanging up. “You can drop me at home and then I’ll tell you which hotel she’s disappeared to…you can thank me later.”

  Leaning against the door that Brooke is hiding behind, I try to get myself under control because I am angry and disappointed. But feeling like that isn’t going to make me rational and allow me to listen with an open mind as to why she jumped to the conclusion that I was having an affair with someone else.

  I dip my head and concentrating on breathing, the door suddenly opens and Brooke stands back wrapped up tightly in a robe. She looks tired and sad with her hair messy from lying in bed. Seeing her looking like that, my anger drains away, and I realize how stupid I’ve been.

  I reach her in one step and drag her into my arms, inhaling her scent as I bury my face into her shoulder. I kick the door closed and whisper into her ear, “It was Olivia. The woman you saw me with was my cousin, Olivia. I had no idea she was going to be there and I haven’t seen her in a while.”

  Her quiet sniffles into my shirt tells me she’s crying, so I tilt her chin up so I can see her face. “I can’t believe that you think I could be with someone else when I have you,” I admit and watch as her face crumples even more.

  I haul her back into my arms and carry her to the bed. Dropping my ass, I keep her with me and sigh when she straddles my lap. She doesn’t let go and really cries for what feels like forever as I caress back and forth along her back.

  “It was Olivia who figured out why you hadn’t shown up.”

  Sniffling, she meets and holds my gaze. “I just saw her all over you and I got jealous. I didn’t know what to think because I know you, and I couldn’t imagine you doing anything like that to me…but I’d just come from talking to my dad about Carrie and I was upset and trying to hide it. I saw you and I just couldn’t handle anything else…I know I should have stayed and gone to you, but I was too upset. So I took the easy way out and left.”

  I tug her head back down to my shoulder and whisper, “I’m sorry.”

  She shakes her head and cups my face in her hands. “You don’t have anything to be sorry for. I’m the one who is sorry. I should have trusted you but I screwed up.” She wipes at her tears. “I saw a beautiful woman all over you and assumed the worst, when I do know you, and I know you would never hurt me in that way.”

  “I wouldn’t hurt you for anything, and I haven’t looked at any other woman since I laid eyes on you.”

  She smirks. “My father asked me to tell you that you ended up with the daughter he’d planned on.”

  I blink and stare had at Brooke. “He said that?”

  She nods. “I take it he set you up in some way?”

  “He hinted to me before I arrived on Santorini that he wanted me with Carrie…no, he strongly hinted that he had daughters. I guess I assumed he meant Carrie.”

  “I don’t know whether to be offended or relieved.”

  Grinning, I grab her hips and hold her down on my groin. “I’ve got the girl I’m in love with, so be happy.”

  “I am happy and I’d planned on going home tomorrow to talk to you because I realized after my melt down, when I got here, that I probably misunderstood tonight. I hoped anyway.” Her hands run through my hair sending awareness straight to my cock.

  “Mmm,” she wiggles, “someone’s happy I’m in this position.” Her gaze searches mine as her face becomes serious. “I love you, Michael, and I’m so sorry for doubting that. I promise I’ll never do it again.”

  “I love you too, honey. I should have been more aware of how it would look if you walked into the room.” I smile. “I have five female cousins and two sisters, they all pretty much hug, kiss and tease when we haven’t seen each other for a while.” I laugh. “I’ll show you pictures of them all as they are now so you’ll know who they are.”

  “I’m sure I’ll meet them at some point, so no need.” She looks sad. “The truth is that if I hadn’t been distracted after the conversation with my father, I’d like to think that I wouldn’t have reacted the way that I had.”

  “Do you want to talk about what your father said?”

  She tilts her head to the side. “In the morning, I’ll tell you everything, but…for now, I think I want make up sex.” She smirks. “I’ve heard it’s supposed to be really hot.”

  Chuckling, I keep her in my arms and, turning, crawl onto the bed. “We’re hot together whether or not we’re making up.” I nuzzle into her neck and shudder when I feel her fingers at my zipper.

  55

  Brooke

  Yawning my head off, Michael grins like the cat that ate the canary, and then I grin when he yawns.

  “You tried so hard to keep that inside,” I tease as he pulls up outside of our home.

  It’s a large cape cod style with amazing views over the lake, sorry reservoir, from the back porch. The rooms are light and Michael has decorated it similar to his parents’ home, in whites, and pale colors. It suits the house and Michael…and me.

  “I love watching you smile,” Michael turns the engine off and traces my lips with a finger.

  “You love my lips, and what they look like wrapped around your…” I wiggle my little finger with laughter in my gaze.

  “Hey, now. I’m much bigger than that little finger.” He smirks. “I can show you if you like.” He makes to unfasten his pants as a man moving around the side of the house comes into view.

  Michael follows my gaze and then sighs dramatically. “I guess I can wait.” He laughs. “Come on, I’ll introduce you to Ryan.”

  He rushes around and opens my door, slinging his arm around my neck. “He’s my cousin, and Aunt Rosie and Uncle Ruben’s oldest. He has a brother and sister, Jaxon and Sophia.” Turning to his cousin, he says, “Good to see you.”

  They exchange manly hugs and then Ryan watches me. “So,” he steps forward, “you must be Brooke.” Grinning he wraps me up in his arms for an extra long hug. “It’s nice to meet you Brooke.” He still doesn’t let me go.

  “That’s enough,” Michael snaps. “It was nice to see you,” he grumbles, pulling me away from Ryan. “I forgot to add that he loves the ladies.”

  “Hey, I’m young, free and single, and there’s lots of pu…” he pauses, “um, women out there looking for a good time.”

  I grin. “Nice save.” Rolling my eyes, I suggest, “Let’s go inside, we’re being watched.”

  They both look at me. “The woman across the street. She’s always there watching everyone coming and going. At least if we ever get robbed, she’ll have the cops here within seconds.”

  Ryan winces. “Maybe not seconds because she’s probably watched me casing your joint.” He laughs. “I’m kinda joking, but would love a cup of coffee.”

  I know Ryan’s typ
e. I also know that one of these days he’s going to be sent to his ass by a woman and he won’t have a clue what to do with her.

  “Wanna tell me why you’re laughing?” he asks, watching me warily.

  Michael laughs. “That look on her face is dangerous.”

  “Really Michael,” I flutter my lashes, “that look is only for you, tsk, you should know that.” I focus on Ryan. “I was just thinking how funny it will be to watch you fall over yourself when you meet the one.”

  He frowns. “The one what?”

  Michael hits him on the back. “You seriously have no clue what she means?”

  His eyes pop wide. “Hell no!” Ryan gasps. “That is not happening to me...at least, not while I’m in my twenties.” He shudders. “You’re creepy.”

  “Grow up,” Michael suggests and shoves a cup of coffee in front of him. “I don’t want my girl having bad impressions of my family.”

  Moving over to Ryan, I rest a hand on his shoulder and lean over him. “Don’t worry Michael, I like your cousin.” I wink at Michael, and get closer to Ryan. “So, I have a sister who would love you.”

  He watches me carefully. “That a fact?”

  “Hmm, she’s looking to get married and have ten kids.” I quickly move away and wrap myself into Michael’s waiting arms.

  His face pales and then Ryan laughs, “Haha, not funny.”

  “It was a little bit funny.”

  “Nope.” He smirks. “So, when’s the wedding?”

  Michael chokes on the sip of coffee he’d just taken and I glare at Ryan. Before I can say anything to get rid of the awkwardness, Michael covers my mouth with a hot, but all too brief, kiss.

  “There will be a wedding once I’ve asked Brooke to marry me, which will never happen in front of you.” Michael takes another drink of his coffee and when he meets my eyes, I know he’s serious and my heart flutters madly in my chest.

  “Oh no,” Ryan groans. “I actually called round to ask you to Kenza this weekend, but I’m out of here before things get, um, heated.”

  Shoving back the chair, he runs his hands through his over long dark hair before he rubs his flat stomach and heads for the door. “Bring Brooke with you. The others will be there. Saturday,” he shouts from over his shoulder.

  “I like your cousin.”

  He groans. “You do realize after that show you put on about your sister, he won’t leave you alone. He’s going to think that you’re his new best friend.”

  I roll my eyes and pat Michael on the stomach. “He isn’t a dog.”

  “That’s exactly what he is,” Michael leans on the island in the kitchen, and continues, “he’s a hound dog. No one is safe from him at Kenza.”

  “He seems harmless.” I place the cups in the sink and, taking Michael’s hand, lead him into the living room.

  “He is harmless unless there is a particular woman who takes his fancy.”

  “Stop grumbling or I’ll think you’re jealous.” I glance back at Michael and come to a stop. “Are you jealous?”

  “Hell no!” He grins. “But in the interest of full disclosure, I will tell you that Alex and I have spent many a night at Kenza watching Ryan at work, or should I say play. We’d even bet as to whether or not he’d score.”

  “Something tells me that you and Alex had your choice in the ladies.” I raise a brow and laugh at the look on his face as he blushes. “Why Michael McKenzie, do tell?” I tease and tug him to the sofa.

  “I don’t mind anything that you got up to before me, Michael, so please don’t be embarrassed. Before you found the love of your life,” I smile, “you were a single guy not looking for commitment, just like your cousin.”

  He drops his head against the chair so I lean over him, caressing his face. “What’s wrong?”

  Sighing, he asks, “You saw the kiss between Alex and Rachel, right? It was heated, and even me, being a guy, felt how much they were both hurting. They worry me, Brooke.” He takes my hand and intertwines our fingers. “I love them both. I grew up with them.”

  “But?”

  “I don’t know whether it’s right or wrong for them to be happy together.” When he turns his head to the side, and I meet his gaze, all I see is anguish for his cousins.

  “I wish I knew what to say, but I don’t, other than to remind you that there is no blood between them. Remember that okay, and maybe talk to Alex. Let him know that you know and maybe it will give him someone to talk to because he’s got to be hurting, Michael. No matter how you feel about them together, you can be there for him.”

  He brings my hand up to his lips and hovers over them. “How did I get so lucky finding you?”

  “We found each other.”

  “I’m so glad we did…now tell me about your sister.”

  Hearing Michael ask that, I actually want to refuse and ask him to tell me about our wedding.

  56

  Michael

  “Olivia is really looking forward to meeting you…again,” I tell Brooke who is currently hiding in the bathroom so that I don’t see her until she’s completely ready.

  “I’m going to be so embarrassed after how I reacted,” she shouts through the closed door.

  “She won’t let you, and neither will I. We’re just going to enjoy this evening and forget about all that. You’re mine honey. I don’t need anyone else.”

  That’s one hell of a truth and one I hope she remembers, especially tonight when there is a good possibility that we might bump into someone I’ve gone home with in the past. It makes me uneasy but I’m sure as hell not going to ruin the night before it’s even gotten started.

  Snapping my Rolex onto my wrist, I turn toward the bathroom door as I hear it opening, and then find my mouth hanging open at the beautiful sight of Brooke.

  Her curvy figure is covered with a stretchy red fabric with flowers, and her legs go on for miles in the matching shiny high heels currently on her feet. She wears a hint of make up and her hair has been put into a sort of twist at the back of her neck. Just looking at her, I’m not even sure how I’m going to leave the house in the condition I’m now in because of her.

  Very slowly, she moves toward me and lightly blows into my ear as her hand wraps around my erection currently tenting my trousers. “I take it you like what you see?”

  “I more than like,” I groan, her hand jerking me through my trousers feels like heaven. “I’m also going to be coming if you don’t stop.”

  “Mmm.” Suddenly dropping to her knees, my dick jerks hard, rocking my hips forward while precum slowly tingles along the length of my flesh to trickle out of the swollen crown. “I’m going to take care of your, little, problem.”

  Closing my eyes, I throw my head back, and laugh, which turns into a long moan as her red lips wrap around the head of my cock.

  My trousers and underwear drop to my ankles and then I feel her hands on my ass, massaging and pressing me closer. Her fingers make contact with my sac and my eyes snap open, focusing on her mouth as she sucks me off.

  Seeing her like this, totally lost in me, and watching the way I disappear into her mouth and then having my dick covered in her red lipstick, is all too much. With one final swirl of her tongue, my climax rushes through me and I release. My cock jerks in her mouth but she won’t release me, sucking my release along my quivering flesh.

  Finally I can’t take anymore, and pull free of her clinging mouth and pouty red lips. Just the sight of her sitting at my feet with my semi hard cock in front of her face, her red lips swollen, has me twitching.

  Brooke smirks. “I love driving you crazy.” She leans forward and kisses the tip of my cock before she takes her jolly time at pulling my underwear and trousers up. “You’re not allowed to clean the lipstick off until later. I want you to walk around tonight knowing my lips are all over you.”

  I groan and drop my ass to the bed while helping her up from the floor.

  “I’ll be a minute.” She disappears into the bathroom.

  Exh
aling slowly, I realize that tonight is going to be hard to get through.

  My lips are all over you!

  “God help me,” I mumble.

  Tonight God is nowhere to be seen because my beautiful girlfriend has done nothing but tease my senses all evening. Like now, we’re on the dance floor and all I can feel is her round bottom rubbing against my pelvis to every beat of the music.

  Her body is perfect and as I wrap my arms around her midriff, I catch the grin on Ryan’s face as he saunters past. I think Brooke is oblivious to anyone but us right now.

  The music finally comes to a brief stop, so I use this opportunity to tug Brooke from the dance floor, although I do keep her in front of me until I don’t think my arousal is obvious.

  Catching the look on Olivia’s face, I’m not sure why I bothered because I’m guessing it’s written all over my face. To hide my embarrassment, I grin.

  Olivia smirks. “You are so gone,” she shouts above the music and shakes her head.

  “I agree.” I keep an arm around Brooke while she tries to talk to my cousin, Paige.

  Other than music, you can’t hear a damn thing in here. No one else seems to mind though, and as I drain the bottle of beer, I pause with it to my mouth when I catch Rachel on the dance floor with a guy I haven’t seen before.

  Forgetting about the beer, I watch, wondering where he came from because she arrived with Paige. So that makes me glance around for Alex.

  I find him with his arms on the bar, his head bent and slightly turned to the side, watching Rachel.

  Sighing, I lean into Brooke. “I’m going to talk to Alex.” Kissing her briefly on the lips when she turns to acknowledge me, I make my way to my cousin.

  Alex is completely distracted and doesn’t see me at first but then his eyes focus on me. I glance at Rachel and then back to him to let him know that I’ve been watching. He looks back at the bar and into his drink.