Chris?! What the hell was my brother doing here??
There was no way that my brother was currently standing outside the front gates of James’ estate.
“That’s impossible,” I muttered briskly. “He’s supposed to be in Egypt, conducting some kind of archaeological excavation.”
“Clearly not,” James said dryly. He pressed the button once more. “Let him in.”
What was the guy doing back in the country so early? And why on earth was he looking for James?
It was more than obvious that the previous feeling in the room had all but faded. James didn’t exactly appear to be too happy about the whole ordeal, but I was gracious for the sudden interruption.
It wasn’t as though I didn’t want to be intimate with James...Quite the opposite, in fact.
The man was a walking daydream—my younger self would h
