Alfred looked at me and shrugged.Taking Ivy's hand, I introduced her to Mavis, who greeted her with a sisterly hug. Both women slid into the booth on ...he same side. Alfred and I copied them, taking the other side. A young barmaid who showed a fair amount of skin around her neck and shoulders darted over with a happy look. She wiped her hands on her apron before addressing us, and brightening her smile when she looked at Ivy."Ivy, is this all of your party?" Yes, Luv," Ivy responded. "This is. I slipped my robe on, tied the attached rope around my naked waist. I silently made my way down the hall to my step brother's room. I tapped on the door lightly, then entered his room silently. I crawled in bed with him, shaking him slightly. "Oliver, wake up," I whispered. "Wake up." Oliver groaned and opened his eyes. His beautiful chocolate brown eyes. "What Brooke?" He grumbled. Oliver wasn't a bad looking man. He was actually quite hot. He was tall, six-foot-three to be exact, with amazing. The sun is beating down everything it can get it’s hands on and the dog is panting on the front porch. Thankfully, I’m inside, in front of my computer, with A/C and a cool glass of sweet tea. Tapping away at my keyboard, my cell phone lights up beside me. I casually flip it open. A text message from a long lost love… The ‘one that got away…’ — ‘How’s your brother? Come eat with me.’ I roll the thought around in my head a bit. He haven’t really seen each other in 7 years. Suddenly, I’m invited. I brushed my hands down the material, which felt soft and outrageously expensive. “If I may say so, you look fabulous.” She turned to Veronica. “Don’t you think so, Miss Hamilton?” I turned to look at Veronica too. She was still caressing her lower lip with her finger, and her eyes were dark once more, as they had been in the wine bar during our first meeting. “I agree, Sophie,” said Veronica, bending forward slightly in her chair and picking up a box that was on the floor beside it. She.