Eden's Playground: Graystone Academy Book One, BE Kelly [good short books .TXT] 📗

happy to hear that his brother was at least considering pursuing the sexy witch. He was so busy denying that he wanted her that Duff wasn’t sure Anson would ever come around.

Duff decided that sitting around their empty apartment, waiting for his brother to come back from his little visit with Eden, wasn’t something he was willing to do. He needed to haul ass over to Graystone hall before his brother did exactly what he wanted and made Eden his. If Anson did that, Duff wouldn’t have any claim to her and that wasn’t something he was willing to chance. He wanted her and even though his brother saw her first, as he liked to point out, there was no way that either one of them would be willing to walk away from her. They made a pact a long time ago that they would never let a woman come between them. If they couldn’t agree to share her, and they both wanted her, they’d walk away. But for some reason, walking away from Eden didn’t seem like a possibility for either of them.

As soon as Eden wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened their kiss, he felt about ready to lose his mind. He could feel that Anson was on edge too and he had a feeling it had everything to do with the little witch sandwiched between their two big bodies. She broke their kiss, leaving them both panting and he lowered her back down his body. Eden was so little compared to the two of them. They were both six-three and if he was guessing, she looked to only be about five-four. Standing between the two of them, she seemed so petite.

“There, that’s better,” she whispered.

Duff smiled down at her, “Well, I won’t lie,” he breathed. “I feel better.” Eden and Anson both laughed and the three of them stood in the middle of her dorm room with her in between them. He could get used to the way she couldn’t seem to stop touching them. Duff also wouldn’t argue with her if she wanted to kiss him again, but he didn’t want to push.

“We have a breakfast date,” he reminded.

“Yes,” she said. “Would you mind if we put the research on hold until this afternoon? Anson has promised to take me into town to pick up some stuff for my room and some clothes. I also need to pick-up my books for my classes,” she said.

“Tell me you’re not one of those students who starts studying before class even starts,” Duff said.

“Guilty,” she admitted. “But in my defense, I took a year off and feel that I have a lot to prove. I don’t want to mess this up because if I do, my father won’t ever let me hear the end of it.”

“Your mom isn’t coming?” Duff asked.

“I don’t know,” she breathed. “Honestly, I have no idea. She flakes out a lot and I don’t want to depend on her showing up here with my stuff. Plus, I could use some new things and my father did send me more money than I’ll need for the whole year. I think I should treat myself,” she said.

“I’m sorry that you can’t count on your mom, but I’d love to help my brother hold your bags while you shop your way through town,” he offered. He actually couldn’t think of anything he’d rather do than spend his day with Eden and Anson.

“Do you think the dining hall is open yet?” she asked. “I’m starving.” Duff checked his cell and found that it was after seven in the morning.

“Yep—they just opened up,” Duff said.

“I just have to pull my hair back and then I can be ready,” she said. Anson smiled over her and Duff chuckled. “What am I missing?” she asked.

“My brother’s dirty mind thinking of all the evil things he wants to do to you with your hair pulled back,” Duff said.

“She’s not ready for all of that, Brother,” Anson insisted. “She’s innocent.” Eden turned a cute shade of pink and ducked her face.

“You really need to stay the hell out of my mind,” she whispered. “My lack of experience is something that I should be able to share with you both in my own time, and not because you’re rooting through my brain, Anson.”

“How much of a lack of experience are we talking, Eden?” Duff asked.

“I told Anson that I only really had one boyfriend in high school and he was just someone that I went to dances with and stuff. We weren’t really serious,” she said.

“Have you ever kissed a boy before us?” Duff asked, wishing he could read her thoughts as his brother could, and spare her the embarrassment of having to answer his questions.

“Yes,” she breathed. “I’ve kissed three other boys.”

“Have you ever made out with a boy?” Anson questioned. Duff knew that his brother knew that answer before Eden turned bright pink and shook her head, her long, dark hair spilling over her shoulder. Duff couldn’t help himself; he reached down and pushed her hair back and framed her face with his hands.

“We’re not asking you all these questions to embarrass you, Baby,” Duff insisted. “We’re just trying to figure out how much time you’ll need.”

“Time that I’ll need?” she questioned.

“Yeah—until you can be ours,” Anson whispered.

“Oh,” Eden murmured. She shivered and Duff was sure it wasn’t because she was cold.

“So, I’m guessing that you’re a virgin,” Duff said. He wasn’t asking her a question, more like making an assessment.

“Yes,” she admitted. “I am. If that’s a deal-breaker—” Duff didn’t let her finish her thought. He covered her mouth with his own, sealing his lips over hers and letting his tongue press against her lips. She gasped and he used that as his in, slipping his tongue into her mouth to find hers. Anson groaned behind Eden and ground his erection into her ass. Her breathy little gasps and sighs had Duff turned inside out with need.

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