Page 70 of The Biker's Brother

“Are you absolutely sure about this?”

“There isnodoubt.”

Cami chewed a couple of bites of toast. “Have you…?”

Rita shook her head. “Noooooooo. But he’s brought girls to parties and interacted with them in ways that, like I said, leavesnodoubt.”

While Cami ate she mulled that over. Perhaps he had put a wall between them so that he could take care of business. That would make sense. But it also meant that Cami had a chance to get her wish and find out what Brandon’s kiss was like before the adventure came to a close.

On the tail of that thought, Brandon walked through the door. He looked over and smiled at her on the way by, but didn’t speak. She gathered up her plate, her glass, and the jam and followed him into the kitchen. The refrigerator was open and he was bent over, looking for something.

Thinking,it’s now or never, Cami set the breakfast stuff down on the island, swiped her mouth with the napkin to be sure there were no stray crumbs and tapped Brandon on the shoulder. When he stood up and turned around, she launched herself at him, grabbing both sides of his face and pulling him down into a kiss that was as klutzy as it was sincere.

Just as she felt him pulling back from her, someone grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked backwards. And it hurt.

At the same time she was looking at the face of an apparently shocked and surprised Brandon…was his hair that long yesterday?...a redhead was continuing to yank on her hair.

“What thefuckdo you think you’re doing?” the redhead hissed in her ear.

Brigid had known when she married Brash that she needed to steel herself for a lifetime of running interference between him and the women who wanted to get their hands on him. Guys who walk into a room and draw the attention of every woman there aren’t born every day.

“I’m…” Cami grabbed at the woman’s grip on her hair. “Let go of me!”

Brigid let her go, but shoved her against the counter when she did.

The blow to Cami’s hip took second place to the fire on her scalp. She reached up to rub her head. As the pain began to subside, she looked at the two people who were evidently waiting for an explanation. She thought she knew every one of Brand’s expressions, but that was one she’d never seen. And the woman looked ready to kill her.

“Brandon…”

He held up his hand as if to stop her right there. He looked at the redhead and shook his head slightly. She rolled her eyes and then they both started chuckling.

“Listen, sweetheart,” he said.

“What do you mean ‘listen sweetheart’?”

She glanced at the woman, who said, “This isn’t Brand. This is Brash.My husband. Who also happens to be Brand’s brother?”

Cami’s gaze jerked to Brash. Her lips parted as she studied him closer.

“Yeah,” Brash said, “histwinbrother. I guess he didn’t tell you.”

“No,” she said. “He didn’t tell me.”

Brigid motioned toward Cami’s hair. “Sorry about the…”

It was Cami’s turn to hold up a hand. “That’s okay. Let’s just forget this happened.”

“You want to go see him?” Brash asked.

“Go see him?”

“Yeah. He’s at work.”

“At work. I thought this was work.”

“Nah. This isn’thiswork.”

“I can leave?”