Two and Three chatted at her like magpies, but Cassie didn’t seem to be able to make much sense of what they were saying, and she didn’t care enough to ask them to repeat it. She let the noise wash over her as she added a bar of chocolate to each pile and passed it along the line, occasionally unwrapping one and slipping it into her mouth. Chocolate and champagne cocktails, what could be better? A nice collection of empty champagne glasses and chocolate wrappers started to gather around Cassie and she had a comfortable buzz going on. She even managed a smile and a giggle at something Two and Three said. “It looks like you have this all under control,” Maree said. “Kathy why don’t you come with me and we’ll check on lunch.” Ainsley’s mother stood and followed Maree out the door and there was an audible sigh from everyone as they relaxed. “So, Ainsley,” Cassie said as she set yet another empty glass down, “you and Nathan sealed the deal yet?” Ainsley looked at Cassie, confused.

Cassie widened her eyes and covered her mouth. “Oops,” she said and then looked at Ainsley with a repentant look. “Was I not supposed to?” Ainsley crossed her arms in a huff and stared daggers at Nathan who swallowed visibly. “Now, now,” Nathan said, trying to placate his bride. “I’m sure there’ll still be plenty to go around.” “No, Nathan, there won’t be,” the maid of honor said. “We only bought two hundred and fifty and we had to order them in specially.” “We’ve still got a couple of days, I’m sure we can get more.” “No,” Ainsley said, “it took two months to get them flown in from Belgium.” “That’s why they were so good,” Cassie said. “Belgian chocolate is the best.” Brian coughed to cover his laugh. God, Cassie was a menace and he loved it. “It’s all right pumpkin,” Ainsley’s father said. “I’m sure we can get something to replace them in time.” He shot an accusing look at Brian. “Maybe your new brother-in-law could take it upon himself to fix it.” Brian grinned. “

He tipped her face up to his, his finger under her chin, and looked down into her eyes. His green gaze seemed to see right through her. “Who says I still want him?” she asked softly and his eyes heated. He dropped his head so that their foreheads touched and their noses rubbed. “Cassie,” he whispered before taking a deep breath, “don’t say that if you don’t mean it.” She lifted a hand and cupped his jaw feeling the tickling bristles of his beard on her palm. Here was a man who would treasure her, would do anything for her. He wouldn’t marry someone else and expect her to be his mistress on the side. He wouldn’t ask her to be a bridesmaid in his wedding to someone else. Brian was strong and sexy and her body craved him. Her head urged her to take the plunge, to walk away from Nathan once and for all, and to take a chance on Brian. It was only her heart that had reservations. The elevator came to a stop and the doors slid open with a ding. Brian pulled away from her regretfully

He rubbed his nose along the crease of her thigh, his beard underscoring the sensual touch. He took a long slow lick of her folds, taking an extra swirl around her clit. Cassie exhaled and let her knees fall open, making room for his wide shoulders between them. He used his fingers to spread her folds open and traced a figure-eight pattern with his tongue; up around her clit, down the other side to rim her entrance and then back up. It was erotic as fuck and she trembled with need. He nibbled and sucked on her folds, teasing her. She rocked her hips into him, demanding more and he obeyed by rolling her clit between his lips and sucking hard. Her hips shot off the bed and he took advantage of the change in position by sliding his hands under her arse and holding her up so he could devour her. Her orgasm built quickly, her body tightening in preparation. He flicked his tongue over the swollen bundle of nerves in quick little flutters and her climax rocked through her in great waves

He leaned his head back against the couch and closed his eyes. It had been ages since they’d all gotten together, and it was well overdue. The men of Alpha Pi Tau met as often as they could, but they were all busy men. Some of them spent a lot of time in other countries, so face-to-face meetings had become rare. They Skyped when they could, but even that had dropped off lately. Maybe it was time to start making it a priority again. Brian got up off the couch and went to the desk where he’d set up his laptop. He sent out an email to all five members, suggesting a meeting and requesting their availability. Then he opened up some work documents, trying to get his head into the right headspace, but it was useless. He usually only needed a few hours’ sleep and he spent most of his waking hours working. Being away from work for this wedding should have made him anxious, but all he could think about was the redhead on his bed. He flipped his laptop closed and headed back to the bedroom w