Betrayed By Husband, Stolen By Brother In Law

"So, they’ve agreed to a dinner?" Melanie asked cautiously.

Adam grinned and leaned forward to tap her nose with the pad of his finger."What? You think I wouldn’t be able to arrange that?"

Melanie rolled her eyes and wrinkled her nose, her expression somewhere between amusement and resignation. Of course she didn’t doubt him. Not really. Knowing everything she did now, if this guy suddenly claimed he could launch her into space with a homemade rocket, she’d probably just nod and ask what time.

Adam Collins was like that. Impossible, frustrating, arrogant—and entirely capable of pulling off the unbelievable.

She reached up without thinking, her fingers brushing the corner of his mouth, the lip ring cool against her skin. Her thumb lingered there a second longer before she pulled her hand back and sighed. "I can’t believe I have a sister."

Adam caught her wrist and gently turned her hand over in his own, but his gaze stayed on her face. Something unreadable flickered behind his eyes. He tilted his head and nuzzled her cheek, distracted by the feeling of her skin and the familiar motion of her touching that one piece of jewellery like she always did. Was she ever going to stop being fascinated by that thing?

"You don’t want a sister?" he asked slowly, voice low, watching her carefully now.Then, after a beat, he added teasingly, "Or is it that you don’t want Miss Melody for a sister?"

Melanie sent him a look-dry, unreadable-then sighed and leaned into him, resting her head against his shoulder.

She stayed quiet for a while. Long enough that Adam began to think she wasn’t going to answer at all. Her fingers traced an idle line along the inside of his wrist as if her thoughts were off somewhere far away.

Then, softly, almost like an afterthought, she said, "She likes you."

Adam blinked. His brows lifted just a fraction, amused and skeptical. "What do you mean?"