“No.”
“Liar.”
Yeah, he was a liar. He was a total, complete liar, and he didn’t want to admit that he felt a weird connection to Coconut. Could she be the girl he was destined to fall in love with?
> He felt so wildly comfortable with her that it was insane. He felt happy and content when they were together. Everything she did either made him laugh or made him feel complete.
She was wild and spontaneous and carefree. She didn’t know who he really was, so he didn’t have to worry about her being after his money, or after his fame, or after his family.
She seemed like him as “Dragon.”
“Okay,” Brian sighed.
“Okay, you’re lying?”
“I’m lying.”
“You met someone.”
“I did.”
“Where? Who? Do I know her?”
Christopher sounded really, really excited, and Brian almost hated to disappoint his brother. He didn’t really have any answers for him.
“No, I just met her on the beach.”
“The beach?”
“She was, uh, camping on the beach.”
It was a bit strange and unconventional, but finding lodging on Sapphire Island could be weirdly difficult if you weren’t a shifter and you didn’t know where to look. He thought it was clever that she’d brought a tent and a stack of books to read all weekend.
He liked it better that he’d convinced her to climb into bed with him.
Spending the weekend making love had been far more fantastic than anything Brian could have possibly planned to do.
“Camping?”
“Yes.”
“And you think she’s your mate?”
“Well, I went over to her,” Brian told his brother.
“Okay?”
“I told her to get off of my beach.”
“And she left?”
“Well, not exactly.”
“Brian, you’ve never been at a loss for words. What the hell happened? Are you being held hostage? I mean, do I need to fly over?”
“No, no, no...”
How could he kiss and tell? He didn’t want to share personal details that might embarrass Coconut. Still, he needed to tell his brother enough information for Christopher to know exactly what was going on. If he was going to be able to help, then the more information he had, the better.