Tripp made me eat my whole turkey sandwich when all I really wanted to do was see how many kisses I could sneak from him. The one on the forehead was so nice that every time he turned his head mine popped up like one of those whack-a-mole machines. After the third time his lips were squished into my forehead he got wise and covered it with his hand.

Which I then tried to bite. Pretty standard sequence of events.

I was not successful with the biting. T4 thought it was hilarious. Well, T3 minus Tripp. He was turning an angry shade of red.

After the sandwich had been consumed, and Tripp had asked every brother in the room to take me, which they ignored, Trey scooped me up into his arms. I didn't fight it since I was getting very tired and his chest was nice and warm. The next thing I knew I was super cozy and being covered by the fluffiest blanket I had ever snuggled with.

Trey leaned down to kiss my forehead, something I was really starting to love. "Get some sleep, Spitfire."

Panicking, I grabbed his hand. "Please stay."

There was a silent pause before the blanket was lifted and he slipped next to me. I rolled onto my good shoulder and laid my head on his chest.

Right before I fell asleep, I heard Trey whisper in my ear. "Always."

I felt entirely too comfortable when I woke up. Well, minus the aches and pains, but even they were more of a nuisance than anything. One thing I was, was very warm.

I opened my eyes to see a large hand sitting on my arm. My cheek was laying on a male chest. A very nice smelling male chest. And my leg was draped over something, I assumed a leg. Or, more specifically, an upper thigh, since I was nestled against what I assumed was morning wood.

"Morning, gorgeous."

I tilted my head to find Theo smirking down at me.

"I thought Trey was laying with me."

Theo pretended to pout, which was a mouth-watering sight. "Already picking favorites. I see how it is."

"I fall asleep with one brother only to wake up with another. Pardon me for asking questions." I rolled my eyes.

"Trey was trying to keep you all to himself. So I kicked him out." Theo began to rub my arm gently.

"Or you drew the short stick when Trey got tired of laying here."

Theo huffed and shook his head. "For someone who thinks they're so smart, you sure are wrong a lot."

I lightly slapped him in the chest, which caused Theo to firmly grab my wrist. "No beating on the hot brother."

"Well, when I see Thane I'll make sure not to hit him then."

His eyes glinted mischievously right before he turned to face me, his nose so close it almost touched mine. I was just about to turn away, worried about morning breath, when his warm hand slid down my back. When he reached the hem of my shirt, his fingers slipped underneath it and caressed bare skin.

My breath hitched. Usually I would be swatting at him, but between the feel of his fingers and the heat in his eyes I couldn't think straight.

My shirt lifted as he slid his hands up my side to settle on my ribs, his thumb sliding under my breast. Before I could even arch into his hand, which for some reason I was starting to do without conscious thought, his fingers started to trail back down. It felt like my skin was on fire wherever he touched.

When he reached the inside of my knee he pulled gently, hiking my leg up onto his hip. I used that leg to pull him closer to me, but it still wasn't nearly close enough.

All the while he kept his eyes on mine and his lips just close enough to feel his warm breath on my face, but not close enough to touch. And that, along with the touches that were trying to melt my panties right off, were driving me to the brink of madness.

I tried moving my face closer, but he just pulled his back and out of reach. I tried several surprise attacks, but they were thwarted as well. Just as I had started to get annoyed, he bucked his hips and pressed them against me. The feel of his hard length against my stomach removed the last of my patience.

Wrenching my bad shoulder, which I would worry about later, I pressed both hands to the sides of his face and planted my lips to his.

I thought finally kissing Theo would quell the need, but it only worsened. Yes, I'd made out with Philip, but it never felt like this.

Theo rolled us without breaking the kiss, and suddenly he was hovering above me. His weight was on his arms but his hips were nestled in between my legs, pressing hard into me.

The contact messed with my ability to think and sent pleasure zinging throughout my entire body. I sucked in a shaky breath against his lips and raised my hips to grind against him, needing the friction… needing something more.

Did he just growl? And why was that so hot?

Theo gently nipped at my bottom lip before kissing his way to a spot just below my ear, a spot I hadn't known about. A spot that opened the lady garden floodgates so wide you'd think there was a forest fire.

I ran my hand through his hair, pulling him closer as the other hand explored the hard, smooth planes of his naked torso. Good thing he had no shirt on, or he may have had to replace it.

His palm burned a path down my stomach, stopping to tease the skin under the waistband of my pants. I waited for him to continue lower, where I needed him to be, but he didn't.

So I did what every lust-crazed, semi-crazy virgin female would do.

I firmly bit his ear as I shoved my hand down the front of his sleep pants, sliding my palm over velvet steel.

Which was all the permission Theo required. His lips crashed into mine as his fingers dove lower, into my underwear and right through my soaked folds. Right where I needed him the most.

The sound of the door opening was completely lost to me as my hand started stroking him.

"WHAT THE FUCK, THEO?"

I squeaked, yanking my hand out of Theo's pants so fast I almost fell out of bed. And tweaked my bad shoulder again. I would pay for that later.

Theo just calmly removed his hand to steady me before staring daggers at none other that GI Joe.

Because who else would it have been?

"Are you fucking kiddi-"

Tripp shocked the dangling lady testicles right off me when he stomped over to the bed and punched Theo dead in the face before leaving the room, slamming the door behind him.