Going for Four: Counting on Love, Book 4 Read Online Free

doesn’t even know what position you actually play, and you have no idea what she does for a living. Still, you end up back at your place, you have hot, sweaty sex, she leaves and you jump in the shower. Rinse. Repeat.”
    The clock above the TV ticked several times before he spoke again.
    “Tracie.”
    Olivia glanced at him. She knew her cheeks were pink. She’d never let herself think about Cody’s women so specifically before. Emotions were churning inside her and she was trying to hold it together. “What?”
    “Tracie was another girl I actually dated.”
    Olivia nodded. She remembered Tracie. “Is there a third?” There was a Kari. She’d really disliked Kari. Because Cody had seemingly really liked Kari.
    “Yeah.” He took a deep breath and let it out. “You.”
    Not Kari. You . Dammit. Her breath lodged in her chest painfully.
    “And now I’ve finally seen you naked.”
    The air whooshed out of her lungs. “We’re not just going to forget about that?”
    “Don’t see how that’s even remotely possible.”
    Her gaze caught on his, she said, “All the more reason we need to do this dating profile asap.”
    She had to make him do this. They both had to do this.
    She wanted to be his girlfriend. He wanted to sleep with her. Maybe they should go for it. But Conner…
    Olivia sighed. People didn’t understand her commitment to making her brother happy. Even her sisters didn’t totally get it. Amanda had been the only other one to honestly worry about what Conner would think when she’d fallen for Conner’s friend Ryan. Isabelle hadn’t had much choice in the matter—her guy, Shane, wasn’t the down-low, keep-it-under-wraps kind of guy, so Conner had known almost from minute one that Shane and Isabelle were together. Like it or not.
    And then there was Emma. Emma had kept her budding relationship with Conner’s friend Nate from her brother for about three weeks. Mostly because she honestly hadn’t thought it would be more than a fling, if that. Emma wasn’t any more low-key than Shane though. And she was absolutely the type to tell Conner to get over it. Then she’d gotten pregnant and, well, Conner had to find out.
    But while her sisters loved Conner and understood that it was uncomfortable for a brother to imagine his friends hooking up with his sisters, they hadn’t let it stop them.
    It had been stopping Olivia for a long time.
    She was a grown woman. She got that this was her life and that she couldn’t depend on her brother forever. But there were two good reasons she wasn’t going to go against Conner’s wishes: Garrett and Jeff. Her two biggest regrets.
    Not that there hadn’t been other jerks, but Garrett and Jeff were the ones who had made her completely doubt her judgment when it came to following her heart. And men. They had definitely made her doubt men. Other than Conner, of course.
    Conner had taken over as the male head of the house when Olivia was eleven and he was seventeen. Their father had died suddenly, leaving a wife and five kids brokenhearted and lost. Conner had stepped up and taken over.
    From day-to-day things like home maintenance and rides to practices and appointments, to help with homework and lectures about staying out too late and being careful, Conner had been there. And, in Olivia’s case, stepped in when she couldn’t see that the first man she ever fell truly in love with was stealing from her or that the second man she ever fell truly in love with was cheating on her. Repeatedly.
    She trusted Conner before she trusted anyone. Including herself.
    Which was the reason she was still a virgin at age twenty-six.
    Most people didn’t know that. Most wouldn’t have believed it anyway. But while she loved kissing, had enjoyed some heavy petting and had a great thing going with her plastic boyfriend in her bedside table, she hadn’t let a real guy that close.
    After realizing that she couldn’t trust her heart, she knew that she absolutely could not trust