The Bad Boy or His Brother

Chapter Twenty Three

Chapter Twenty Three

            “You cannot do that!” I exclaim when he lands on the only railroad I need before I have them all.

            “I can too!” he says laughing, the smile taking over his face. He dishes out the money he needs before handing it to me for I am the banker before finding the railroad card.

            “You knew that was the only one I needed.” I mumble as I place his money in the correct money piles.

            “I know.” He admits smirking before looking up to me.

            My eyes find his pile of money that was in one sloppy pile while my was separated neatly into each of their own piles of bills.

            His money stack compared to mine was looking slightly slim and I smile slightly to myself.

            “You know… your money is looking kind of slim… I could take that railroad off your hands..” I say suggestively and he shakes his head quickly.

            “Hell no, I am not letting you have all the railroads, I may not be good at Monopoly but I’m not dumb when it comes to some of the moves.”

            I groan and he laughs.

            We have been playing this game for two hours and to be frank, I am getting kind of bored.

            “Can we do something else?” I ask him and he smiles once more.

            “Wanting to ditch the game because you know you won’t win?”

            “Oh I know I will win, I am just getting kind of bored with this game.”

            “Okay.” He says sarcastically and I smile slightly. “What do you have in mind?” he asks me, raising his eyes to look at me and I shrug.

            “Wanna go to the beach?” I ask, longing to feel the breeze, to smell the salt, the feel the sand between my toes, everything.

            He watches me for a moment, something flashing through his eyes but I cannot place it.

            “Last one to the truck has to get in the water.” He tells me and I smile before jumping to my feet and darting towards the stairs on my toes.

            His arms wrap around my waist and spin me around him, placing me behind him inside of in front and laughter escapes me as I smile. He races up the stairs and I squeeze past him before running up the rest. I throw open the door of his room and make a run for my suitcase when I am picked up and thrown onto his bed.

            I sit up quickly and find him already rummaging through the closet. Just as I am jumping off the bed he runs into the bathroom, a grin on his face. I sprint to my suitcase and find my bathing suit, a pair of shorts and t-shirt.

            I run out of the room and towards the guest bathroom, just as I have placed my hand on the bathroom door footsteps sound behind me and I watch him run past me and down the stairs, shirtless and already dressed in his swimming trunks.       

            “Looks like you will be the one testing the water out first!” he calls and I turn and run after him, ignoring the fact that my bathing suit was held in my hands instead of on my skin.

            I run down the stairs, almost losing my footing before catching myself and running down the hallways and out the front door. I see him sitting in the driver’s seat of his truck grinning at me and I stop in my tracks.