Page 10 of Just the Wrong Twin

No matter how sexy—or desperate—she was.

It could only go sideways afterward.

He looked into her eyes and struggled to remember all of that. Once again, he was conflicted, more than ready to take advantage of what she offered but knowing it would be a really dumb move.

When he didn’t reply, Sonia put her hand back on his chest. “You said once that we could go for coffee sometime. How about today, after the wedding?”

“Where do you get a coffee when the restaurants are all closed?”

“My place, of course,” Sonia slid her hand across his shoulder and down his arm to his elbow. Nate could feel her curves right against his side and she held his gaze, daring him to step away. He caught his breath and sizzled, uncertain he’d be able to do the right thing if she got his body on her side. “I think you know where it is.”

With those words, Nate understood. She felt guilty about her twin sister throwing him out of her apartment on Valentine’s Day. Sonia was nice. She was trying to make up for her sister being mean.

But Nate would never be desperate enough for consolation sex.

He’d give Sonia a ride home—those shoes weren’t made for walking—but that would be it. No coffee. No sex. No kiss farewell.

Maybe one last look.

He hoped he wasn’t going to regret this choice forever.

“She’s here!” Meesha cried then raced across the lobby with her phone, obviously recording the arrival of the bride. Nate glimpsed a dark car parking outside the doors to the club. Sonia slid her hand through his arm as if they were a couple when Jacquie entered the club with her daughters and the princess Farah. Jax was wearing a red suit and carried a huge bouquet of flowers. Nate could feel the snap of Pierce’s attention at ten paces and the power of his friend’s reaction to the sight of his bride said it all.

If a guy was ever going to get married, it should be for something that strong. Nate felt both envy and admiration. Pierce had been right to wait for that, and for Jacquie.

Nate didn’t expect to ever love a woman that much again—much less to trust the sensation if he did. Live and learn. Still, he could appreciate Pierce’s good fortune and wish his friend well.

He looked down to see that Sonia was blinking back tears as she watched the bride cross the lobby. She was probably trying to make her sister’s actions right, but she was the kind of person who would have hopes. It would just end up hurting her when the truth became inescapable.

Nate wasn’t going there.

He’d be a gentleman and drive Sonia home.

He’d besweet.

Then he’d head to his bright new future in Boston, and never look back.

Two

Sonia didn’t remember wedding ceremonies taking so long. She stood with Nate, impatient to leave, even though she was glad to see Jax so happy.

She couldn’t believe she’d never appreciated before how hot Nate was—now that she knew he was leaving for Boston, she didn’t want to waste a single moment.

She couldn’t wait to get him back to her place. He hadn’t agreed or disagreed, but he hadn’t moved away, and the gleam in his eyes was more than promising. She kept her hand on Nate’s arm and stood close beside him. She could feel his heat and smell his cologne, and his arm was all hard muscle. Her anticipation rose with every passing moment.

“And the groom may kiss the bride.”

Everyone cheered as Jax and Pierce shared a kiss. Jax threw her bouquet and Farah almost caught it—it bounced off her hands and Elizabeth caught it. She waved the flowers in triumph, then gave Brandon a significant glance. Jax’s son just grinned, so the fact that he and Elizabeth weren’t married couldn’t have been an issue for them. Or maybe they had plans. Sonia had more interesting questions on her mind.

People began to chat and circulate, everyone pausing to congratulate Jax and Pierce. Since they couldn’t have a meal together, Reid had prepared meal kits for everyone to take home. He was launching a new service in partnership with Hunter’s brother-in-law, which meant he got razzed for using them all as guinea pigs. Apparently, there was an instructional video to go with the meal kit. Sonia didn’t listen to the details as the whole process of distribution delayed their departure.

She wanted sex, sex, sex—not whatever kind of chicken was in the meal kit.

“You really want that coffee,” Nate teased, his eyes twinkling. “I didn’t think you drank the stuff.”

“Not often,” she admitted, holding his gaze because she knew they weren’t really talking about coffee. “But it’s time to rediscover what I always loved about it.”

Nate inhaled sharply. His eyes were the most gorgeous color of hazel, a hundred shades of green and gold mixed up together with a bit of brown. They were thickly lashed and more expressive than Sonia had noticed before. They’d darkened when she flirted with him and he was watching her with a heat that filled her with conviction that she’d made the right choice.

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