Page 45 of Princes of Hollywood

“Is there a purpose for this visit, ZoZo?” Wyatt looks fed up with his sister already.

She pouts. “Can’t I come and see my favorite brother?”

“I’m your only brother.” Wyatt doesn’t look impressed.

“Do you have any siblings, Greer?” She turns those eyes on me again and it’s almost like when Wyatt looks at me, like he wants to understand everything about me.

I shake my head. Foster brothers and sisters don’t count. While some of them bonded with each other, I learned to stay away from them.

“See, I should have been an only child.” Zoe shakes her head at Wyatt.

“I’m seven years older than you, you practically were an only child.” Wyatt picks up his bowl and takes it to the kitchen.

“Did you love being an only child, Greer?” Zoe’s attention latches on me again. “It must have been fabulous.”

My mouth opens to tell her it’s complicated.

“That’s enough.” Aiden stops her. “Zoe, this is only Greer’s second day. Maybe leave some mystery in the relationship for later.”

Zoe gives Aiden this smile that makes me wonder if she likes him, but I’m the worst at figuring out relationships. “For you, sure. I’m sorry, Greer, we can get to know each other before I dig into your every thought and feeling.”

Okay, that sounds slightly threatening, but probably only to me. I’m not used to people wanting to know me. After the first few homes, they stopped trying. I don’t think I ever tried. Maybe once…

A shudder ripples through me.

“We should go swimming!” Zoe stands and walks to the open door overlooking the pool.

“Greer doesn’t swim.” Roarke lounges back as his eyes rake over my sleepwear. “Do you even own a swimsuit, poppet?”

“No.” Before I can protest more, Zoe is back at my side, pulling me up.

“You could probably fit in one of mine. I keep a few dozen here for when I show up unannounced.” She towers over me and grins. “You’re pocket-sized.”

“You don’t have to let her drag you around, Greer.” Wyatt leans his hands on the island, making his arm muscles bulge.

I swallow. “It’s fine as long as it’s okay with Aiden.”

Aiden gives me a soft smile. “We can go swimming, little warrior.”

My heart flutters. I could use a break from them for a few minutes, so I don’t resist when Zoe drags me downstairs to the laundry room. It’s a large room with two sets of washers and dryers. There’s a huge table for folding and drawers beneath.

“Okay, let’s see what we want to put you in.” Zoe pulls open a drawer and takes out swimsuits, placing them on the table. “Strip down. We’ll try on a few and see what fits.”

The door to the laundry room is propped open. The guys are probably all upstairs, but anyone could walk by.

“I can take them into the bathroom.”

Zoe smiles knowingly. “C’mon, Greer. We’re both women here.”

She pulls off her top and tosses it on the table. Her bralette is lacy. She shimmies out of her pants, taking her panties with them. “The guys don’t come down when I’m here.”

She tosses her bra on the table, standing completely naked in front of me. “They worry about accidentally catching me naked.”

She shrugs and grabs a black string bikini, tying it on. It barely covers her nipples. Stepping closer, I look at the swimsuits she has out on the table. A few are just different colors of the same one she has on.

I’ll be lucky not to slip a nipple in one of those. There’s a floral bikini with a little better coverage that I pick up.

“That will look great on you.” Zoe leans against the wall. She’s this sexy, ethereal being. Next to her, I feel small and unnoticeable. “You’re not shy, are you, Greer?”

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