He felt her eyes on him. Before he would see her watching or caught her. Andrei tried not to look at her when she brought down those glasses to look at him. That was at the point he still imagined Gio had this buxom brunette on his arm. No matter how much he was attracted to her from the first notice, he knew he couldn’t fuck with the girlfriend of an old squadmate. Gio had saved his life more than once and he reciprocated.<br/><br/>This is my little sister Giselle. Immediately after the words little sister had been uttered, she could see him turning towards her. His own sunglasses pushed up to his head, to show her his eyes. That smile of his bordered on the grin of the Cheshire cat. Little sister? Fuck man. You couldn’t call her a little sister… the woman was a smoke show. Enough to turn any guys head. When she spoke to him the first time, he enjoyed the warm quality of her sultry voice. He chuckled as he took her hand. That grip was firm, warm, ensuring. The hand was soft, not a manual laborer, but someone with force in his muscles.<br/><br/>When her brother reached for the bag, Andrei let him take it. Normally he wouldn’t have; he could carry his own luggage. But that grip on her hand easily slipped to her as they turned to the car. On the small of her back, that warm palm settling on the black of her dress. The touch was fleeting though as she strode away from him and Gio. If she would look over her shoulder she would see the dark haired man had his sunglasses back on, so he could watch those swaying hips and that round ass. Jesus. Gio should have told him he had such a sister…<br/><br/>During the car ride the two men were talking about their days in the sandboxes of the Middle East. About old comrades, action here and there. About the first entry in one of Saddams palaces. Mostly two veterans dragging up memories. He would occasionally look over his shoulder to see the woman in the backseat. But she was mostly immersed in her phone, so there was little possibility to add her in…<br/><br/>But Gio came to the rescue. Perhaps he would be protective of his little sister. Perhaps he wouldn’t enjoy the thought that his old buddy would relish in slowly pealing that dress of her sunkissed skin. When she said follow me, he didn’t hesitate. Falling in behind her, this time not touching her lower back. Upstairs or downstairs? Her brother was out of sight by now.<br/><br/>She could watch him as he was treated to the sight of that naked statuette. A small smirk on his face and one brow slightly arched as he took of his sunglasses. His eyes going back to hers. As she went on. A grin appearing on his lips as she spoke about the hot tub. “I was sort of… going to ask which room was closer to yours… but I guess I will have to go for the hot tub now, shouldn’t I? Means we won’t have to climb the stairs either.”.<br/><br/>They were standing there in the hallway, close to one another. “If you lead the way… will you be here for the afternoon? Instead of listening to Gio blab on about his sister, I’d rather hear straight from the source…”. That voice of his had a nice warm tone.