The wrong brother.
I was ready to convince this woman that she wasn't a plaything, but still, I had no idea how to put my words.
I was now staring back at her, from her eyes down to her lips.
I was falling for my brother's wife.
“Why don’t you change out of this shit you have on…” I said, breaking the brief silence that had settled in.
“What for?” She asked.
“It's a surprise…”
I knew how stubborn she could be, but I couldn't help but lean down and place my lips against hers.
I kissed her briefly, and then I retreated, opened the door, and stepped out, but before leaving, I poked my head through the door.