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below, the drive
was known to be pretty romantic, although Little Drew as still there, and I was
having the hardest time concentrating on the road.  

 
    Chapter 3
     
    Summer
     
    W e arrived at Donovan Dynamics hours later and
parked in the parking lot, resting for a bit before we had to get out of the
car to meet the team. Drew drove like a madman, as eager as I was to get into town,
and I was sure he needed a breather before having to face the security team’s
news about Nat and Mr. Donovan.
    After
I told Drew about my belief that Nat was still alive, it sank deep into both of
our brains that time was of essence to find him, if he was still alive. There
wasn’t time to waste, and if we wanted to bring him home safe and sound, we
have to act fast.
    Drew
surprised me, too. I thought he would fully take advantage of Nat not being
here, but he didn’t. He respectfully followed what I wanted. He didn’t push, he
didn’t force the issue. He made me feel as though I was in charge. It was my
decision to take the initiative for whatever happened between us.
    What
happened between us?
    My
skin heated up when I think about it, and my stomach did flip flops. Then I thought
about his large hands touching me at my most private center, his hot mouth
kissing every part of me. I could not stay dry and unaffected when it came to
Drew. He was Lust personified. Every woman and non-straight man I know would
want to experience what it was like to be with Drew. My entire body still
shivered from the memory of reaching an orgasm, no a Drewgasm, from him. I
swear, the man probably studied enough sex tapes to know where to hit the spot
exactly, how to bring women to multiple orgasms, and how to give women the best
mind-blowing tonguing in life.
    My
body and mind (because I love him so much too) was confused with everything
that happened between us. We made love. Wild, passionate, unbridled love that came
from years of wanting, of desiring a person you couldn’t have. We made love
like our life depended on it, and despite me telling him it was only casual
(since that was what Drew was into, not some kind of commitment), my entire
mind, body, and soul was into it. As much as I missed Nat, loved Nat, and
wanted him back with me; I could not deny that I wanted Drew with a passion
that scared me to death.
    From
the looks of it, from Drew not being able to stop touching me, brushing up
against me, softly touching my shoulders, patting my knee, or even little
almost-there warm whispers into my ear; Drew felt the same way.
    But
I loved Nat, and I couldn’t commit to Drew fully if I knew Nat was here. If he
was here, I’d finally confront my confused feelings and decide once and for all
how to deal with loving both of the Donovan brothers. It was so hard. I’ve
known them for so long, and I know they are both a major part of me. Two parts
of one confused but well-loved coin. Being sandwiched between two hot brothers
like the Donovans was an impossible situation, but one that I wouldn’t trade my
life for. But my mind…it was affecting me with guilt, doubts, jealousy, and
insecurity. I wasn’t the same Summer Jones who had no worries or cares about
boys when Aunt Sookie was alive. I was now this confused, emotional, and
on-the-brink of a meltdown girl. If Drew hadn’t found me in my bathtub sobbing
as I re-read Nat’s letter to me, ready to end it to escape my pain, I wouldn’t
be here today, sitting next to Drew, the hottest man on earth, waiting for him
to announce that we were here…at Donovan Dynamics where hopefully we could get
some answers on Nat and maybe some closure so I could move on, carry on, as
painful as it was…with life and everyone I knew in it.  Including Drew.
    We
both got out the car and stood, stretching from the long drive. Then Drew came
over to my side and leaned against the car right next to me. “You sure you
don’t want to stop by my place?” he asked, turning his direct blue eyes to me.
He had been driving