An Unexpected Reunion - Sex Stories

An Unexpected Reunion

... but when he did, I found myself studying each word and photo he shared. If he wasn't working, he was out hiking, running a marathon, or camping in the mountains with friends. He'd never mentioned a girlfriend, and all his relationships appeared strictly platonic. That surprised me because even though Shane was my cousin, I thought he was sexy as hell. I figured now that he was settled into a career and approaching thirty, he'd be thinking about finding "the one." Or maybe that wasn't important to him. Maybe he was sleeping with a different woman every week. He didn't strike me as the player type, but then again, I didn't know him well anymore.

"Things have been busy," Shane told me before taking a sip of his drink. "But I don't mind busy." I tried my own drink and fought back a grimace. Shane still noticed, grinning at my expression. "I can smell the whiskey in that, Garnet. Is it a little strong for you?"

"Not at all," I lied. "Hopefully, it'll take the edge off, you know?" I hurried to take several more sips. "I feel like it's been painful enough losing Grandma, but now I'm losing my entire extended family, too."

Shane reached for my hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. "You haven't lost me. I'll always be your family."

I looked down at his hand clasping mine and had to blink back tears. "But I'll probably never see you again! Nobody in the family is going to make an effort to get together for the holidays now that Grandma's gone and everyone is so angry about ...

... the will."

Shane was quiet for several moments, considering my words. "Tell you what. You and I will get together at least once every year, no matter what anyone else in the family is doing."

"You're halfway across the country, Shane." While I appreciated his attempt to comfort me, I couldn't hide my skepticism.

"I fly all the time for work," he pointed out. "It's not a problem for me to hop on a plane and come see you." Before I could respond, the server approached our table and asked if we'd like another drink. I noticed her gaze grow warmer when she fixed her attention on Shane. "I'll have another Jack and Coke. And a strawberry daiquiri for her this time," my cousin added, nodding toward me. "Can we also get an order of wings?"

Once we were alone again, I raised an eyebrow. "A strawberry daiquiri?" The truth was, I fucking loved strawberry daiquiris, but for some stupid reason, I wanted to convince Shane I could easily handle a stronger drink. Which, in fact, I could not.

He gave me a knowing smile as if he'd been on to my bullshit the entire time. "We left Grandma's before you had a chance to eat anything. You don't need another stiff drink on an empty stomach. And you're going to help me eat those wings, too."

"Fine!" I said with an eye roll, pretending he was twisting my arm. With anyone else, I would have been irritated to have such decisions made on my behalf, but I knew Shane was only looking out for me. The realization filled me with a strange heat, ...