《Home Study - Rated R》Ch 4
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Cori stretched out with a yawn as the sunlight filtered through her lace covered windows. Why didn't she close her blinds last night? UGH! Scrunching her eyes against the sudden blindness she was determined to stay in bed a little longer before really exploring the house and putting all her stuff away.
Her mind drifted back over the events of yesterday and she sighed as she realised there was no way in hell she'd be getting any more sleep. With a weary moan she pushed the covers back and shivered at the blast of the morning chill before making her way to the bathroom.
One look in the mirror had her face blushing to a perfect shade of crimson as she recalled the way she'd looked last night.
How embarrassing!
She'd been here less than twenty four hours and definitely made an impression on the guys who lived next door. She found herself giggling at what could have been going through their minds when they saw the way she'd looked. Were they laughing now after keeping so straight faced in her presence?
It was obvious to her that the men were very close but it was confusing to think of the way she'd seen them look at her of their eye. What exactly did that mean? She could have sworn by the way they looked at one another that they were gay. Oh. Maybe they were bisexual?
Who cares? At least she had some interesting eye candy living next to her. The two men were a virgíns dream candy.
Leaving the bathroom she started walking to her kitchen when a loud knock came on her front door.
Dammit! I want coffee.
Opening the door she was met with Russell who slowly gazed over her before she realised...
Oh shit!
She ducked behind the door.
"Uh... one moment."
In her panic she slammed the door in his face and she was positive she heard a loud laugh coming from the other side of her door.
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Note to self: Answering the door in a singlet top and panties is not acceptable!
With complete embarrassment she slowly answered the door again to find a laughing Russell now telling Jax about how she'd opened the door previously. Neither man had noticed her presence until she coughed slightly and was standing with her arms folded and a scowl on her face.
"Hey babe." Jax tried so very hard not to laugh but failed as Russells laughs got louder.
"Good morning sweetheart."
"What's so good about it?" she spoke with an almost sneer in her voice.
"Naww, don't be like that babe."
"I haven't had coffee and until I do then I won't be talking good anything!"
Jax looked at Russell and grinned.
"I think we've been warned."
Russell just chuckled before looking at Cori again.
"So if we were to say we have coffee brewing and breakfast is ready..."
"Lead the way!" Cori moved out the front door, closing it behind her and followed as Jax led the way with Russell falling into step beside her.
"You know, you didn't have to get dressed on our account."
Cori stopped dead in her tracks and her mouth dropped open in shock as she watched him walking forward.
"Mr Brown!"
He stopped, turned and looked at her with a smirk that met his eyes and winked.
"Just saying it like it is sweetheart... and the name's Russell. Remember that if you ever need to scream it one day."
She was completely bamboozled but looking at this older man with sandy hair, blue eyes and a cheeky grin she found herself warming up in places she shouldn't.
Oh fück!
"That's... oh my Lord" She slapped her hands to her cheeks in a dismal effort to cover the bright red warmth that rushed to them.
Russell started to laugh and walked back to her and pulled the hands from her face.
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"Just teasing sweetheart. Come and have breakfast and then I'll take a look at your car."
She followed. Actually she had no choice. As with Jax the night before she was led into the house for coffee and this time breakfast. His hand was warm, rough and in a certain way it was possessive.
He led her through the loungeroom and into the kitchen where she felt her heart stop. Jax was at the sink without a shirt rinsing his chest down. The top of his left arm was decorated with a tattoo that went up and across his shoulder and half way down his back.
She tried to tell herself that she was only interested in looking at the design but in fact she was looking at the muscles that rippled each time he moved. The ink set them off perfectly.
He looked at them and smiled and if they were expecting her to speak in that moment then they were going to be disappointed. She'd lost her voice and there was no way in hell she could find it.
Oh good Lord above. The tattoo covered half his chest as well.
"Sorry, I'll go grab another shirt. I very stupidly spilt a glass of juice over me."
Juice? Yes sir!
Russell watched her face. He could see that she was interested. Her eyes hadn't left Jax since she first saw him. Her eyes screamed that she wanted him and he felt just the slightest touch of jealousy.
Did she want him too?
He pulled on her hand gently and she broke her stare from Jax and turned to him.
"Sit down sweetheart."
He let her go to pull out a chair for her and found he couldn't resist her. He slid a hand down her arm in what would appear a normal gesture to anyone looking and when she shivered he grinned madly at Jax from behind her.
She wasn't oblivious to his touch.
"So what are your plans for the day Cori?"
She jumped and looked at Russell who was now sitting next to her at the head of the table.
"Just unpacking and exploring the house. Dad did a pretty good job setting things up so most of the hard work's done."
"I'll take a look at your car but feel free to borrow mine.."
"Oh no, it's ok..." she broke off and bit her lip when she saw the expression on his face.
Right. Don't interrupt.
"Borrow the car anytime Cori. I'll take yours to the garage and Jax can pick me up later."
"What am I doing?" Jax returned to the kitchen in a black wife beater.
When did he leave?
"Just picking me up from work."
"Wouldn't hurt if you walked pops, you know, become healthy and all that." Jax winked at Cori as she glanced over at him when he sat down.
"Up yours Jax."
"Pops! Lady present."
Russel feigned being embarrassed bowing his head with a hand on his chest before taking hold of one of hers and touching his lips to her knuckles in a sweet and gentle kiss.
"My apologies my lady. I humbly beg your forgiveness?"
Cori blushed... again... because of how this man made her feel. She pushed aside her nervousness to reply.
"Certainly my good man. No offence was taken. Please push it far from your mind and.... I thought I was getting coffee?"
Jax and Russell both laughed at how quickly her tone had gone from an Edwardian lady to one desperate for caffeine.
They knew it was just a matter of time. Cori was reacting to them both and they liked it more than they ever thought they would. They'd known it would take a special woman to interest them both enough to have a relationship with and without speaking the words they agreed that Corianna Hill was something... someone... they considered precious.
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