Irresistible (Neighbor from Hell #11) - R.L. Mathewson Page 0,27

his back, mesmerized by the way the golden muscles moved as he grabbed a Gatorade, tilted his head back and took a drink.

He was incredibly handsome, there was no arguing that, Melanie thought as her attention shifted south to the low hung pants and well-shaped ass that had her biting back a sigh. He had a really nice ass, but sadly that wasn’t why she’d said yes when any other time she would have said no or why she’d decided to see just how drunk she could get. If it hadn’t been for Adam, she probably never would have given Aidan a second thought, because he was so far out of her league that it wasn’t even funny.

It had been three years since Adam realized that she wasn’t the one and two years since she was able to say the same. Getting over him had probably been the hardest thing that she’d ever done in her life, but she’d managed to do it. At least, she thought she had until her mother called her to break the news before Melanie’s sister Caitlyn had a chance to tell her.

Adam had finally popped the question.

Granted, Melanie hadn’t known that her sister was dating the man that she’d thought that she would spend the rest of her life with, so finding out that he was marrying her sister had come as something of a shock. As it turned out, her family hadn’t wanted to say anything to her about Caitlyn and Adam and risk upsetting her until they knew if their relationship was going somewhere.

So, while she’d sat there, listening to her mother tell her how everything would be okay and that this was probably for the best for everyone, she’d felt like her world was crashing down around her. The great news was that Adam was finally going to be part of the family and everyone was relieved that Caitlyn was finally settling down. While her mother started talking about the wedding, Melanie thought of all the reasons that Adam had given her when he broke up with her and realized that he’d been describing her sister the entire time. Caitlyn was outgoing, beautiful, thin, loved to travel, always up to going out and try something new, she was playful, affectionate, always doted on whatever guy she dated and did all those things that Melanie didn’t.

She’d been with Adam since she was sixteen years old. He’d been the first boy that held her hand, kissed her, and every other first that counted, and she’d always thought that he would be her last. At some point, things changed or maybe it was the fact that she hadn’t changed that was the problem. Adam wanted more and she hadn’t been able to give it to him, but apparently, Caitlyn had.

After her mother finished explaining that they all needed to accept this and try to be understanding for Caitlyn’s sake, Melanie hung up the phone and sat on the couch, feeling numb and that’s when Aidan knocked on the door to give Rebecca her test results. She still wasn’t sure how he did it, but within minutes he’d charmed a smile out of her and made her forget all about that phone call. It was probably the reason why she’d agreed to go out with him instead of blowing him off and spending a few hours killing time downstairs at the Fire & Brimstone, wondering how she was supposed to get through the next year with a smile on her face.

It was definitely the reason why she’d consumed so much alcohol in one sitting, she thought as Aidan turned around and she couldn’t help but take him in from his messy sweat-soaked dark hair down to his incredibly handsome face, taking note of the intense green eyes watching her, and down to that amazing chest and set of abs that she’d cuddled up with last night down to that perfect “V” and the dark happy trail that disappeared behind the fly of his pants. She couldn’t help but wonder what the rest of him looked like.

It was wrong, so very wrong to wonder about something like that given the circumstances, but Melanie just couldn’t help herself. She thought about that night a lot, but no matter how many times she’d tried to remember what he’d looked like or what he’d felt like, she never could. Adam had been average, a decent and considerate lover, she would say even though she had nothing to compare it