Always Only You by Chloe Liese (z-lib.org).epub

“Okay. Wow. Just…wow. Okay. Yep, I kissed you. I shouldn’t have done that.
Pazza!”
Pazza scrambles toward us across the sand as reality hits me. Frankie kissed
me. She kissed me.
She likes you! At least enough to kiss you.
“Ren, I’m sorry,” she mutters, rubbing her forehead.
“Frankie, please don’t apologi—"
“My yoga trainer’s coming early in the morning, if that’s still okay?”
Cheeks bright red, eyes down on the sand. Clearly, she wants to move on,
which I have no idea what to make of. “Of course… What time? I’ll join you.”
That seems to break her from the depths of her embarrassment. She rears
back like I’ve surprised her and raises her eyebrows. “This isn’t that newbie
warm-up ‘yoga’ that the team does with Lars.”
“I’m aware, Francesca.”
“Don’t ‘Francesca’ me, Søren.” Her features are guarded, as she backs away
slowly. “Eight o’clock.”
I can’t help but smile at her. “I’ll be there. Goodnight, Frankie.”
She doesn’t answer, only spins slowly toward the house. I stare after her,
watching Frankie’s form grow smaller as she walks carefully up the steps and
goes inside, Pazza trotting alongside her.
She kissed me. She kissed me. And I kissed her back.
I pull out my phone and open the brothers’ group text. They’re not going to
believe this.
I WAKE UP TIRED, ACHING, AND FRUSTRATED AFTER A NIGHT OF TOO LITTLE SLEEP
and too many dreams involving Frankie and her maddeningly soft lips. Rolling
over, I rub my eyes and look at the clock. I have to be reading it wrong. That, or
I slept through my alarm.
The faint din of a voice other thank Frankie’s, followed by her laugh,
confirms the latter. “Barnacles!”
I brush my teeth while hopping into sweats and tugging on a T-shirt.
Quickly, I run my hands through my hair, smooth down my beard so it doesn’t
look too crazy, and jog down to my training room.
At the threshold, I freeze. There’s a man. A man with very little attachment
to clothing or, apparently, to having his hands for much longer. He’s shirtless,
wearing only biker shorts, gripping Frankie’s hips while he stands right behind