Crooked Triangles (Bran & Kit)

[JORDANNA HAILE GARCIA]

When he rolled his eyes at her she narrowed hers a little. He would be wise not to do anything stupid, and she was glad he was there to ask a favor so she could hold it over him if he acted up. "Fine. Thanks, Jo. Really.." She pursed her lips a little and nodded as he patted her on the head. He patted her. On. The head. "..thanks."

Jo was just glad he was going, and if Brandon wasn't sitting there ever so patiently on her couch she might have swatted Kit for his demeaning little head pat. "I'll come by tomorrow." She nodded and put her hand on the door. "I'll be there." She said softly, her tone a little sad as she watched him back off. The whole thing was a little mortifying. She wanted Kit to know she moved on and she had a funny feeling he would give her some shit tomorrow, but she would deal with it then. Right now she just wanted to try and not think about Kit, which of course she would probably do all night and end up pissing Brandon off and he'd storm out.

When Kit left she shut the door and locked, standing with her back to Brandon still and trying to work up the courage to face him. She bit her lip and turned to peak over her shoulder bashfully at him and then turned her entire body around, reaching up and tucking her hair behind her ears only to have the short thick hair move forward once more.

"Sorry." She apologized, shying away a little though she moved hesitantly towards him. "I knooow... HUGE buzz kill. He's... sort of known for being a buzz kill." She gulped and sat down next to Brandon, facing him on the couch, her knees locked together and her hands folded on top as she sat up tensely. "That's, uhh.. the infamous ex if you didn't figure that out already." She explained softly, looking down into her lap. "I promise that won't happen again.." She'd had more than one guy ditch her because of Kit and she didn't want Brandon to be another statistic. Her dark eyes peaked up at his nervously, hoping he could forgive her for fucking up their happy time.

[BRANDON GARCIA]

The whole exchange made Brandon feel awkward sitting there. Apparently Kit needed a lone and Jo wasn’t willing to give it to him. But even though he was uncomfortable, Brandon didn’t go anywhere. He wanted this guy, the ex, to know that he wasn’t going to be chased away. Jo seemed to give in to Kit’s argument, though, and they made arrangements to see each other at her store the next day. Maybe he would make plans to go have coffee with Mel or something…He didn’t want to come off the wrong way, but he didn’t like thinking of Jo being alone with her ex who she had just recently finally cut ties with. There wasn’t much he could do to stop it from happening, however; he was positive he would just have to roll with the punches on this one. Jo liked him, that much he was certain of, and he didn’t think she would do anything to mess up what they had going. He had to trust that thought.

When she locked the door and turned to look back at him, Brandon turned his eyes to her too. She was biting her lip and looking apologetic and he just gave her a lopsided smile. Really, how could he be mad when she was looking so cute? “Sorry. I knooow…a HUGE buzz kill. He’s…sort of known for being a buzz kill.” He chuckled, shaking his head at her apology. She sat down beside him, looking tense, and he just watched her for a moment. Did she really think he was mad? “That’s, uhh…the infamous ex if you didn’t figure that out already. I promise that won’t happen again…” Those big eyes of hers looked at him so nervously and he furrowed his brow in confusion as he gave her a smile. His hand came up, running his fingers through her hair briefly and lightly. “Baby, I’m not mad,” he assured. “Maybe irritated with him for killing the mood, but I’m not mad at you.” He chuckled and shook his head, letting his hand rest on the back of the couch behind her. “I thought your little outburst was kind of cute, actually.” He laughed. “I was trying so hard not to laugh when you chucked the key clear across the apartment.” He made a little throwing motion with the hand on his thigh and laughed again.

“If you need back up tomorrow, just let me know,” he said with mock seriousness, tipping his chin up in a thuggish sort of nod. His grin gave away his teasing and he looked at her for a minute. He sat up toward her and kissed her cheek playfully. When he pulled away he didn’t go far and he was smiling wide. “Don’t worry, Jo, I’m not going anywhere.” The assurance was spoken softly and he sealed it with another kiss to her cheek. With a smirk, he kissed further back along her cheek, then feathered kisses over her jaw and down her neck. Just when he was certain she was starting to relax, he blew a raspberry against her neck, her reaction making him laugh and do it again. He wanted to make her relax and smile again. When he pulled his face out of her neck, he was grinning from ear to ear.

[JORDANNA HAILE GARCIA]

“Baby, I’m not mad. Maybe irritated with him for killing the mood, but I’m not mad at you.” She was so relieved to hear he wasn't mad at her! She grinned a little, satisfied and able to breath a little easier now. Brandon wasn't going to bolt. Not over this, anyway. She was sure she had plenty of time left to make him bolt. “I thought your little outburst was kind of cute, actually.” He laughed and she blushed, cupping her face with her hands. “I was trying so hard not to laugh when you chucked the key clear across the apartment.” She wanted to die and laughed her embarrassment, peaking through her fingers as he mimicked her and groaned. "Oh, god.. don't judge me!" She laughed, a huge smile on her face. Kit always had a way of making her resort back to being a girl again.

“If you need back up tomorrow, just let me know,” Jo smirked at him as he pretended to be the tough guy. How had she gotten so lucky this time? "You'll be first I call." She told him though her tone was genuine despite the small air of humor in it. Her eyes twinkled a little as she gazed at him, completely smitten. Her eyes shut and she sighed as his lips pressed to her cheek. “Don’t worry, Jo, I’m not going anywhere.” She felt his words swirl through her insides and she wanted him all over again. She liked being reassured. Liked hearing his promise of not giving up because of the weird little mishap in her living room.

"You better not be. I haven't finished with you just yet." She teased sweetly as his lips trailed soft, feathery kisses down her cheek then down her jaw and neck.. she felt them all the way down to her groin, not wanting him to stop. Suddenly she felt him blow a raspberry onto her neck, making her squeal with surprise and squirm on the couch. "Don't!" She yelped, but he was relentless and she fell back into a fit of laughter. "You asshole!" She screamed, bucking lightly until he pulled away and grinned down at her. He had such a sexy smile! "You, friend, are going to pay severely for that. C'mere!" Jo thrust herself towards him, wrapping her arms around his neck and hugging him close, her mouth coming to his ear. Her tongue darted out and she licked right inside, wrinkling her nose. "Oh, gross!" She laughed, knowing his ear was all slobbery, but at the price of having a nasty taste in her mouth. "I don't know if I just punished you or myself more." She teased, pulling back and giving him a little push. "I'm still going to get you." She threatened, poking his chest. "You better watch your back, Brandon Garcia."

[BRANDON GARCIA]

Brandon was still laughing at the way Jo had called him an asshole as they fell back to the couch. “You, friend, are going to pay severely for that. C’mere!” Before he could pull away, Jo’s arms latched around his neck and she pulled him close making him laugh, his hands bracing himself on either side of her shoulders. Just as he was wondering what she was planning to do, he felt her tongue writhing in his ear. “Agh! Jo!” he yelled into her shoulder, trying to pull away from her. While it grossed him out in some ways, his groin jumped with the feel of her tongue, even though it felt like a wet Willy. “Oh, gross!” He laughed too, pulling back out of her shoulder, bringing his own shoulder up to wipe his ear on as he tilted his head. “I don’t know if I just punished you or myself more.” “Serves you right,” he scolded playfully, using his finger to wipe out some of the extra wetness in his ear. She pushed him and he grinned down at her, not moving from his spot over her. “I’m still going to get you.” She poked his chest and his grin turned more into a smirk. “You better watch your back, Brandon Garcia.” He raised his eyebrows at her, looking down and drawing attention to the fact that he was on top of her.

“Really, Jo Haile? Because from what I can tell…” He lowered his mouth to hers more, smirking against her lips. “You’re in a very compromising position.” His eyes flickered to hers in amusement before pressing his lips to hers again. The kiss wasn’t gentle like he had started the first time. He was picking up right where they left off, his kisses deep and passionate. The way he was laying on her, her legs were curled up together under him, making it awkward for him to lie this way. His hand slipped down between them and he pulled back from her lips enough to pull her leg by the knee to open her thighs for him. He nestled in between, his mouth coming right back to hers, though it hovered for a moment. “You’re not slipping away this time,” he warned in a low gruff voice against her mouth. His lips mashed against hers again, the hand on her knee slipping down her thigh to her hip. He pressed down on her hip for a moment, keeping her still as his hips dipped down into hers. Brandon was already finding his groove again and he wanted her too badly to give up.

As his hand moved up her shirt, grazing across her belly and up over her ribs, his lips moved along her jaw softly, kissing back toward her ear. His kisses became hungrier on her neck, sucking the sweet skin gently, his tongue sweeping across it. As his mouth worked down her neck, his hand worked up her shirt until he held one small breast in his hand. His pants were tight and uncomfortable by this point, and he bucked his hips into her to let her feel what she did to him. He groaned into her neck, his teeth nipping the skin gently. His hand moved from her breast after squeezing it lightly, slipping it back across her ribs and belly to find a better home. He pulled his head up and mashed his lips against hers once more, his nimble fingers working on the button of her jeans.

[JORDANNA HAILE GARCIA]

“Really, Jo Haile? Because from what I can tell…You’re in a very compromising position.” Her giggles softened as he moved closer, and though she still made gentle laughing noises, she wasn't grinning anymore, her dark eyes moving to his lips which were dangerously close. He shut her up real quick when he slid his lips to hers, making her moan ever so softly instead of laugh. Brandon had no problem picking up where Kit had screwed them up. When he pulled away she looked up at him, gulping with surprise, feeling his hand slide between them. She bit her bottom lip feeling him move her leg so he could nestle between them easier,

“You’re not slipping away this time,” She felt her cheeks turn hot with the lust she felt at his words. She was more than okay not slipping away again and her moan was loud and hungry when his mouth hit hers again, her hands coming to his hair and tangling in the soft brown locks. Jo felt Brandon press his groin against hers, making her gasp against his lips, arching her back and pushing herself into him a little, despite him holding her down. This was definitely happening, and she felt that hit squirming sensation in her stomach. She hadn't slept with anyone in a while other than sloppy drunk Kit.

"Shit.." She whimpered as his hand moved under her shirt, groping her as his kisses moved to her neck, her back arching more, pushing herself tight against him. Jo was suddenly feeling very needy for him and her hands moved south, finding the hem of his shirt and pulling it up, her fingers moving over his harness as she began to strip him. She pulled the shirt over his head, threading his arms out of it and tossing it to the ground.

When she felt his fingers mess with the button on her jeans she thought she might pass out with desire. "I'm glad..." She started and then moaned softly as he nipped her neck, making her gulp and pant, "I'm glad you, uh.. g;ad you came tonight." She all but whimpered, throwing her head back with the anticipation. "I think I'm going to burst, Jeez.." She laughed a little embarrassed. Her hands moved back to his chest, working to undo his harness, her face moving up so her mouth could nuzzle his ear. "I want you.." She whispered into his ear. "Inside of me.." She gulped and nipped his ear lobe as her fingers finished freeing him from the harness.

[BRANDON GARCIA]

Brandon was glad when he was free of his shirt and he let Jo toss it wherever it went. As his lips continued to work across her neck, he felt her nimble fingers working on his harness. Every sound she made only turned him on more. As his fingers fumbled to unhook her jeans he heard her voice. “I’m glad…” His teeth played at her neck gently, making her breathe harder. “I’m glad you, uh…glad you came tonight.” He smirked against her neck, his fingers undoing her zipper. “I haven’t cum yet,” he teased darkly into her ear. She was anxious and it made him hot. “I think I’m going to burst, jeez…” Her laugh was nervous but he chuckled, his lips working across her throat as he played with the waistband of her panties. She was back to fiddling with his harness, and he pulled back a little to let her do so, trailing kisses all over her neck. He felt her mouth near his ear and froze. “I want you…inside of me.” Brandon groaned into her neck, his groin jumping with excitement and desire. “Fuck…” he sighed heavily, needing her desperately now.

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[BRANDON GARCIA]

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Brandon smiled more as Jo’s hand swept through his sweaty hair. “You sure know how to use your equipment, sailor.” He chuckled lightly before she brought him back in for another kiss. It left him with a warm fuzzy feeling in his stomach and he was set on keeping this little mouse around for a good long while. He felt more alive on that couch than he had in years. She pulled back and sighed, relaxing more into the couch, and he combed his fingers through her hair again. “I can’t remember ever being fucked so thoroughly. You don’t mess around…feel free to do that any time you please. Just…go ahead and rip my clothes off and throw me over a chair or something, I don’t care.” Brandon raised his eyebrows with a wide smile. His head was almost too big to sit on his shoulders with those words. Before he could say anything, though, she laughed, covering her face as she did so. “Oh my God, I swear I’m not a slut!” Brandon laughed and leaned down, kissing her again soft and slow. When he pulled back he had a wide grin on his face.

“I didn’t think you were, especially with how easy it was to make you cum,” he teased, his smile turning wicked. “But you might want to be careful what you wish for. I think that was officially the best I’ve ever had and I wouldn’t hesitate to come back for more.” He kissed her again, more sensually this time, and his hand moved down her neck, over her breast and to her stomach until it was resting on her hip. When he pulled back, he nuzzled her nose gently. “I think you can expect to see me tomorrow too.” He kissed her again with a smile before kissing along her cheek and jaw. With a sigh, he pulled out of her, wrapping his arms under her and shifting so he could lie on his side next to her and she could lie on her side too. That way they could talk for a little while and he could continue to admire her. His fingers dragged gently up and down her arm, slowly making their way from shoulder to wrist and back again while he smiled lazily. For a long moment he didn’t say anything, just watched her as he grew comfortable on her couch.

“When do you shift?” he asked softly, wondering when he would have to go or if he would have to do. She told him and he still had some time to come down before he had to leave. He gave a nod and let his hand stroke all the way down to her hand. She had such small, soft hands. His eyes looked down to her hand as he brought it up between them and twined his fingers with hers. “I have another question,” he announced, turning their wrists so her hand faced him. He brought her hand up to his lips, smiling as he kissed that soft skin. “Do you want to officially be my girlfriend? I’d like to lock this thing down before I get completely addicted to you.” His grin was bright as he held their hands between them, though he was serious. He wasn’t interested in anyone else but Jo and couldn’t see himself meeting a better woman. She was cute and funny and, god damn, did she know how to fuck. He wanted to make sure nobody else was going to snatch her up from under his nose.

[JORDANNA HAILE GARCIA]

“I didn’t think you were, especially with how easy it was to make you cum,” She turned pink and tried hiding her face again with amused embarrassment “But you might want to be careful what you wish for. I think that was officially the best I’ve ever had and I wouldn’t hesitate to come back for more.” She peaked at him and beamed despite the bright red color of her face. She let him kiss her, melting in his arms as they moved to snuggle together. She felt his promise to come back settle in her chest and slowly warm its way down into her stomach and then groin. She certainly wouldn't mind him coming back, but she also knew she had work. She would leave early, put one of the girls in charge. It wasn't like they were getting all that much business lately anyway.

Jo turned on her side, curling into Brandon as he moved his hand up and down her arm, making it tickle under his touch. “When do you shift?” She watched his hand moving, swooning in the after glow of their hot sex and the gentle caresses he bestowed upon her. "About seven." She explained, not knowing the exact time but knowing she had some more time with him before she shrank into practically nothing. Her heart melted when he held her hand that way and she felt like she could hold his hand forever.

“I have another question,” She looked into his eyes, the question lingering between them. "Shoot." She continued to melt into a puddle as his hand brought hers to his lips, kissing it gently. Hoe did she find someone so completely sexy and sweet? “Do you want to officially be my girlfriend?" Her brows raised. His girlfriend? After all the bullshit with Kit? Then again, she did just blow his mind.. "I’d like to lock this thing down before I get completely addicted to you.” His smile was infectious and she grinned brightly at him, elated with his question.

"Baby, I'm yours." She said playfully, leaning in and kissing him, the smile still wide on her lips. She pulled her hand away to nestle at the back of his neck, keeping his head pressed to hers. "This really means you can fuck me anytime you want." She murmured against his lips before kissing him again, planting small sweet pecks on his lips and then cheek and all the way to his forehead. Jo Haile had a boyfriend! It took hell freezing over for it to happen, but sure as fuck it HAPPENED!

"This calls for a celebration." She kissed his lips again and crawled over him to get up off the couch. She half jogged to the kitchen, butt ass naked, and opened the fridge pulling out a bottle of white wine that she had already opened in there. It was mostly full still. She came back towards Brandon, pulling the cork out as she came and tilting the bottle to her lips as she took a seat. "I don't have a lot in the way of liquor here. But...here. Cheers! To us!" She sipped the wine and passed the bottle to him, getting on her knees and leaning in, kissing his cheek as he drank. "Think my boyfriend would be kind enough to take me to bed one more time before I shift into a mouse later?" She asked softly as he drank. "Not now! But...maybe in a bit.." She smirked, her eyes aflame with the idea of having him again. This darkness did really crazy things to her libido.

[BRANDON GARCIA]

Jo’s grin made Brandon smile wider. “Baby, I’m yours.” He smiled wide against her lips as she kissed him, feeling her smile as well. Her hand came to the back of his neck, keeping him close and he had no intention of stopping her. “This really means you can fuck me anytime you want.” He chuckled against her lips, keeping his eyes closed as she planted pecks all over his lips and face making him feel warm with the sensation. It had been a long time since a woman kissed his whole face and it was a sweet feeling, an adorable action. His free hand came to the back of her head, keeping her close as she kissed him, and he felt so incredibly content. He had a girlfriend. Brandon Garcia had an adorable, smart, funny, sexy, and beautiful girlfriend; Melanie was going to have a field day. She might even bake cookies, she’d be so happy. His sister was a typical Hispanic woman that way—she cooked and baked whenever emotions were running high, good or bad. If ever she found a husband, she’d make sure to fatten him up along with their kids. He wondered if Jo was much of a cook…

“This calls for a celebration.” Her announcement made Brandon open his eyes again and he smiled before she started crawling over him to get off the couch. He laughed lightly, wondering what she was up to, and he watched her walk to the kitchen naked as a jaybird. The smile on his face grew as he watched her go, loving to watch a woman move when she was naked, especially his woman. He sat up, waiting for her to come back, and as she did, he watched her again, smiling at how comfortable she was naked. That was a trait they shared. Were there naked Sundays in their future? He predicted yes. She had a bottle of wine in her hand, which she tilted up when she sat down beside Brandon. “I don’t have a lot in the way of liquor here. But…here. Cheers! To us!” He was grinning from ear to ear as he watched her drink straight from the bottle, adoring the toast. Hopefully they would last for a good long time. She passed the bottle to him and he brought it to his lips too. “To us!” he repeated before taking a long drink from the bottle. He was thirsty after that round of sex. His lips turned up a little when he felt her lips against his cheek. “Think my boyfriend would be kind enough to take me to bed one more time before I shift into a mouse later?” He brought the bottle from his lips, grinning wickedly at her. She definitely had an appetite! He loved it. “Not now! But…maybe in a bit.” Brandon chuckled darkly, leaning in to kiss her again, wine still on their lips and making their kiss sweeter.

“I think my girlfriend is pretty demanding,” he teased against her lips before kissing her again. “But I think I could go another round before I leave.” He kissed her again, more deeply this time, and a hand in her hair held her face close. When he pulled away, he smiled warmly at her before leaning in and planting a sweet peck on her neck and another on her shoulder. “I have to kill some time anyway. Melanie’s got her new boyfriend over for dinner tonight and I’m reluctantly giving them time to themselves.” He wrinkled his nose playfully at the thought. “I have to admit, though, I can’t hate him. He started working on the boat after he started seeing Mel, I think to try and get in my good graces as well as make money. It’s a different approach. Plus, he seems like a good kid. Kevin Whitfield.” He said the name as if Jo might know him, but he was pretty sure she wouldn’t. He knew Kevin hadn’t grown up in Scriptor Bay and neither had Jo. Melanie had mentioned that he grew up in Texas, raised by his grandparents with a twin sister. He’d asked because the boy had a slight accent and Melanie had coughed the whole story up. He was certain Jo wouldn’t know him, but he said the name anyway, almost hoping she would be able to give him some more information on the kid.

[JORDANNA HAILE GARCIA]

“I think my girlfriend is pretty demanding, but I think I could go another round before I leave.” He was kissing her again and again and Jo was melting. She could definitely love a guy like Brandon. She let his kiss deepen feeling insatiable. She could kiss him until she shifted, among other things. Damn darkness turning her into a sex demon. His kisses were getting her riled again, and she was glad when he stopped, unsure she would be able to make him wait like she had said she would.

“I have to kill some time anyway. Melanie’s got her new boyfriend over for dinner tonight and I’m reluctantly giving them time to themselves.” Jo laughed at the look he gave. "Aren't you sweet." She teased, leaning into him. “I have to admit, though, I can’t hate him. He started working on the boat after he started seeing Mel, I think to try and get in my good graces as well as make money. It’s a different approach. Plus, he seems like a good kid." Jo was glad that Melanie found a good guy. If Brandon liked him, then he had to be good. "Kevin Whitfield.”

Jo raised a brow at him. "Shut. UP!" She laughed and shook her head sitting back a little on her knees. "Melanie's dating Kevin?" She knew the boy and his sister were back in town but she hadn't really seen them yet. Not since the last time they were out in Vegas. She wasn't close to the pair, but she knew them. "I know Kevin!" She squealed delightfully, taking the wine bottle and drinking from it.

"Kevin grew up with Kit. They were like best friends. Still are I guess. Kevin was always the sweeter of the two. He's very humble, yah know? Very good with his sister.. I mean, he's had to take care of her all his life so.." She shrugged, more excited about hanging out with Brandon's sister now that she knew her boyfriend. They had sooo much to gossip about! "You have nothing to worry about with him. Despite everything he actually turned out pretty good. I mean, I haven't talked to him in ages, but he was always just...he's perfect for Melanie! Wow.. small world." She laughed, more excited than she should be for this sort of news. "We should double!"

[BRANDON GARCIA]

“Shut. UP!” Jo’s reply drew Brandon’s surprised eyes to his girlfriend. Did she actually know him? “Melanie’s dating Kevin? I know Kevin!” Brandon turned more toward her. “Really? How?” he inquired, genuinely shocked. What a small world! “Kevin grew up with Kit. They were like best friends. Still are I guess. Kevin was always the sweeter of the two. He’s very humble, yah know? Very good with his sister…I mean, he’s had to take care of her all his life so…” Wait…how did he have to raise his sister? Didn’t they grow up with their grandparents? And he wasn’t so sure about the guy if he was best friends with Jo’s ex. From what he could tell about Kit, the guy was abrasive and crass and Jo despised him. Then again, she was fawning over Kevin...Could he trust her judgment on this? Brandon wasn’t so sure. There were a lot of questions popping up from this conversation. And apparently Jo had more to say.

“You have nothing to worry about with him. Despite everything he actually turned out pretty good. I mean, I haven’t talked to him in ages, but he was always just…he’s perfect for Melanie! Wow…small world. We should double!” Brandon was getting more confused by her comments, but he smiled at Jo’s suggestion. “Yeah…I guess we should double. I need to figure out his intentions and all,” he replied almost playfully. He took the bottle from her and drank deep, sitting back more and slouching on the couch, running his hand along her back. So Kevin was perfect for Melanie…he was comforted by the thought that she had found a good guy. Maybe if they were dating at the same time, Brandon wouldn’t have such a stick up his ass about the guy she was seeing. He really had gotten a lot better. There was a time he would have thrown a guy overboard just for flirting with Melanie where he could see them…actually he had done that. Brandon had thrown punches over her, too. Maybe he could like Kevin, though…if he could figure out what Jo meant by “despite everything.”

As he ran his fingers over her back, his brow furrowed lightly. “What do you mean, ‘despite everything he turned out good’? Why did he have to take care of his sister?” Brandon could relate to that aspect of Kevin. It actually relieved him to hear Jo mention that he had a sister and they were close. That could be what he and Kevin bonded over…besides fishing. But did want to bond with the guy? He hardly knew him. Maybe Jo could help him with that.

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“Yeah…I guess we should double. I need to figure out his intentions and all,” Jo rolled her eyes but smiled. He sounded like such a dad! "His intentions are good. Kevin's not the type of guy to screw around with women, trust me. They're the ones that screw with him." Jo had had a small crush on Kevin when she'd first met him well over a decade ago, but she had been dating Kit at the time and he had soon proved to not be her type. He was sweet but a pushover and Jo couldn't be with a pushover. Melanie was good for him, though. She was more laid back and mellow and could handle a personality like Kevin. In fact, Jo was sure that Kevin would do well with a girl like Mel.

Jo nestled herself closer to Brandon as they spoke, enjoying the way his fingers ran along her back. It was sweet and comforting and sexy all at the same time. She could let him do that forever. “What do you mean, ‘despite everything he turned out good’? Why did he have to take care of his sister?” She searched his face, looking a little confused. Maybe Kevin hadn't told Melanie? Or maybe Melanie just hadn't told Brandon. It wasn't her business to out Kevin, but at the same time Brandon did ask and she could tell him to keep it secret until Melanie said something.

"I thought you knew.." She said softly, biting her lip and then shrugging. "You can't tell Melanie I told you, because seriously, it's really not my business. I just thought you would know I guess, but.. Kevin and Kelsey sort of had to raise themselves. I mean, they were in the system and all and they always had guardians but they were always in and out of foster homes. They spent years in government run group homes and stuff. Got booted from the system at eighteen. Kit helped out a lot, they even lived on our couch for a while. That's how Kit knows them, they were placed together a few times and Kit and I both lived in this sort of group home together. Kevin and his sister weren't in Vegas so they couldn't officially move in, plus there weren't any vacancies, but they crashed a few times." She shrugged and drank from the bottle. "It's really all sad. They're mom died and their dad just sort of gave up and they were taken away. They couldn't even find him later to give up parental rights so they weren't even able to get adopted ever."

Jo looked sad as she told the story, always having felt bad for Kevin's situation. Her mom gave up on her too, but she at least had family willing to take her. It was lucky her mom was the youngest of seven. "So go easy on him. He's always been very respectful and he's worked hard all his life. From what I know he moved them here to start over. His sister is like his world. If you didn't know their situation it would be borderline creepy, but.. he really cares for her, and I know he'll probably really care for your sister, too." She smiled at Brandon wanting to ease his mind from thinking Kevin wasn't so bad. She reached up and tugged at his hair gently and chuckled. "You have really nice sex hair." She teased.

[BRANDON GARCIA]

Brandon saw the confused look on Jo’s face. “I thought you knew…” He shook his head, pretending he hadn’t heard a thing. At this point, he had a sneaking suspicion that what he had heard was a falsehood. “You can’t tell Melanie I told you, because seriously, it’s really not my business. I just thought you would know I guess, but…Kevin and Kelsey sort of had to raise themselves. I mean, they were in the system and all and they always had guardians but they were always in and out of foster homes. They spent years in government run group homes and stuff. Got booted from the system at eighteen.” Jo went on to explain how Kit had helped them out and that’s how she met Kevin and his sister. Kit and Kevin met in the system, which made Brandon actually feel kind of bad for Kit. Growing up in the system must have been rough, and even Jo had it rough with the way she was passed around to family members like a real, live Flat Stanley. That kind of treatment hardly seemed fair to Brandon, but even so… “It’s really all sad. Their mom died and their dad just sort of gave up and they were taken away. They couldn’t even find him later to give up parental rights so they weren’t even able to get adopted ever.” Even so…

“So go easy on him. He’s always been very respectful and he’s worked hard all his life. From what I know he moved them here to start over. His sister is like his world. If you didn’t know their situation it would be borderline creepy, but…he really cares for her, and I know he’ll probably really care for your sister, too.” He knew that about the kid already. Brandon had never questioned his respectability, nor had he questioned how he felt about his sister after seeing them together on the boat. But even so Kevin had lied to Melanie. He had lied to his sister. That was low in Brandon’s opinion and he had to wonder why. Why would he lie to Melanie about his past? There was no shame in being raised in the system. Hell, it added to the guy’s character to be so respectful and upstanding when he was raised in the system. It didn’t make sense to him, but maybe it wouldn’t make sense until he talked to Kevin. And there was no question as to whether he was going to talk to Kevin or not. He most certainly was.

Jo’s hand started tugging at his hair and Brandon looked over at her at the feeling. “You have really nice sex hair.” He smirked, grabbing the bottle from her. “Oh yeah?” The sailor took a long swig before he placed the bottle down on the coffee table and leaned back into his girlfriend. “I think we should mess it up some more, then.” His grin was mischievous as his lips trailed along her neck, his hand sliding from her stomach to her back sensually. He didn’t want to think about what he would do when he got home. If Kevin was there, he would try to approach him, talk him into telling his sister the truth. If Kevin was gone by the time he got home, he would think of something else. As it was, he couldn’t think about it thoroughly enough when he had already promised Jo he would give her another good fucking. “What do you think? You ready for round two?” he asked softly into her ear.