Roman: Book 2 (The Hunter Brothers Series) Read Free

anything less.
    “Always on hand to
brighten your day,” I smiled as he tucked his arm around my waist, kissing me
in a caring gesture that sent a shiver of warmth running through me.
    “So where did you
get to?” Lucas asked as I sighed.
    “Well I ended up
in Little Prenton instead of Little Preston. I found a graveyard, but they were
burying someone called Deidre,” I said as Charlie smiled. “It took me a while
to realise, but there was way too much polyester going on and not a sniff of
Armani. You should have seen the looks I got when I tried to sneak off. I had
to pretend I was overcome with emotion, but I don’t have much experience of
that. I sounded more like a pig having an orgasm,” I said as Charlie laughed
hard.
    “What does that
sound like?” Tyler smiled in amusement as I snivelled and sucked in loud deep
breaths, peppering my virtual sobs with the occasional grunt and high pitched
squeal. If it sounded as bad then as it did now, I wasn’t surprised everyone
was staring.  
    “Eventually I
found the right one, and I was hoping I could make the burial part, but you’d
all left,” I said, my face lighting up as I thought about my little encounter
with the hot gravedigger.
    “What’s that
look?” asked Jess who had clearly noticed the sparkle in my eyes as Charlie
watched me with some amusement.
    “What look?” I pursed
my lips and tried not to smile, but I was fooling no one, least of all my
sister.
      “That look! The one right there, that’s
lighting up your whole face.” She was pointing at me as I flushed, biting my
lip to stifle my grin and I wondered whether telling them at this particular
moment would be inappropriate.
    “Nothing,” I lied
as Charlie shook his head.
    “It can’t be as
bad as bursting into someone’s burial and moaning like some strange, horny hog.
Come on, Chas, tell us what happened,” he grinned as I took a deep breath. It
probably wasn’t a good idea, but might shock Charlie into action if nothing
else. Maybe it wouldn’t. However it went I was desperate to share it with
someone.
      “I met a man by the grave,” I said, noticing
the slight frown on Charlie’s brow as Jess urged me to continue. “He was
stunning and he started talking to me. I was absolutely speechless.”   Jess stared open mouthed and even Lucas was
smiling.
    “You were left
speechless? Jesus Christ, Chas, that must be a first,” he laughed, looking at
Charlie who wasn’t amused.
    “Were you hit by
the thunderbolt?” Jess asked excitedly as I shook my head.
    “I don’t know
about a thunderbolt, but I was definitely smacked by the sex stick.” Everyone
laughed except Charlie. I glanced at the floor as guilt pricked my gut. I was
supposed to be here cheering Charlie up, not bringing him down, and the last
thing I’d intended was to hurt him.
      I had never seen my sister so animated and she
wasn’t about to leave it there. “I knew it would happen one day. Now you know
how it feels. What’s his name?” she asked as I rolled my eyes.   She was silent for a second, until a broad
grin spread slowly across her face. “You didn’t get it, did you?” she laughed,
with more than a small element of triumph in her voice as I shook my head. She
was smirking now, and I really couldn’t blame her after the lectures I’d delivered
on this very subject.
    “Tell us what he
looked like. If he’s local we might know him,” Lucas said, almost reading my
mind. Digging graves must be thirsty work. He definitely looked like the kind
of man who’d like a beer, as the thought of him extracting that glorious body
from a sweat covered T-shirt and wrapping those full, soft lips around a
moulded brown bottle flashed into my mind. Perhaps I could drag everyone down
to the pub later to see if I could find him. The prospect of never seeing that
incredible face again was pretty depressing. I cast a quick glance at Charlie,
all of a sudden quite awkward and wondering whether I shouldn’t be