9
Channing
My phone woke me, and I quieted it before even looking at who it was. Heather was still sleeping, her naked back curved away. The sheet had fallen down to her hip, showcasing her spine and hair.
I had to stop and take a breath. This girl was f*****g gorgeous.
I wanted to reach over and smooth a hand down her back, knowing she’d roll over and open her legs for me, but I resisted. Barely. I sat up, turned the fan on to cover some of my noise, grabbed my phone and some clothes, and headed for the bathroom.
The hall was dark and, no surprise, so was Bren’s room. Her door was closed, but I knew my sister, pain in the ass that she was. She wasn’t in there. I studied her closed door a moment, knowing I’d have to track her down, then continued into the bathroom.
Switching the ligh
