EDITED OCT22
"Shouldn't you answer your phone?" Elena asked as Brea's phone rang for the eighth time.
"No, it's just Damon," Brea replied as they walked out of Ric's room in the hospital. They'd brought him in as a precaution, just in case the ring didn't heal him completely like the last time. To avoid suspicion they had told the doctor he had fallen down the stairs and bumped his head.
"Brea! Answer it! Tell him about Ric."
"No way. I'm not talking to him, you can call him and tell him yourself if you'd like," Brea scoffed.
"Why aren't you guys talking? Besides, he's not answering my calls," Elena grumbled and Brea turned to look at her sister, eyebrows raised.
"Seriously?" Brea scoffed. "Did you hit your head tonight or something?" she asked and Elena tilted her head confused. "Did you forget about the whole coffin fiasco?"
"No, but I thought you forgave us for that?"
"What!" Brea almost laughed. "Elena, are you serious or delusional? I said I understand why you felt you had to keep them from me. That doesn't mean I forgive anyone for it. I said I understand, but that still doesn't make it ok or forgivable," Brea snapped as she stomped towards Matt who was waiting.
"How's Mr Saltzman?" Matt asked the twins.
"Well, he's not the one with short-term memory loss, so he's got that going for him," Brea said glaring at Elena.
Elena sighed sadly at her sister before answering Matt. "He's resigned to spending the night in observation. So long as we promise to change the lock on the house," Elena said as they started walking down the corridor towards the car. "Have either of you talked to Caroline?"
"Yeah," Matt said. "I called her while I was waiting for you two, she's holding it together considering how close she and her dad used to be. Any word on who's behind all these attacks?"
"No. Sheriff Forbes said that there's no real suspects at all," Elena explained as they walked out the exit. "Brea, come on, please answer your phone," Elena pleaded.
"No," Brea said declining the call again. "Whatever he has to say it can wait till morning when I'm feeling slightly more pleasant."
"How are you dealing with everything?" Elena asked Matt. "I mean you keep getting dragged into all this."
"Honestly? I'm kind of lucky," Matt responded. "The only thing that I have to worry about for tomorrow is showing up for my shift at the Grill."
"Thank you for everything today," Elena said to Matt. "Really."
"Yeah, would've been really hard to carry Ric down the stairs without you," Brea smiled, shoving his arm.
"Get home safe. Brea, you going with Elena or coming with me?" he asked.
Brea turned to look at her sister who was fidgeting. She didn't want to ask, but she was obviously nervous to go home alone. "Urgh, I'll go with Elena. I don't want her to be in the house alone after everything," Brea groaned.
"Thank you," Elena said quietly.
"Alright, I'll catch you tomorrow," Matt said wrapping his arm around the back of Brea's neck and pulling her in to kiss her forehead before releasing her and walking off to his car.
"Thanks for coming with me," Elena said as they walked to her car.
"Save it. Elena, seriously. I don't want you in our house alone after what just happened, doesn't mean I want to hold hands and skip just yet," Brea snapped, opening the car door and getting in.
"Alright," Elena said, getting in and buckling up, waving to Matt as he drove off in his truck. She then started up the car and started to back out of the car park, when suddenly the car jolted as they hit something. "What was that?" Elena asked panicked.
"Seriously Elena? You are such a crap driver!" Brea yelled as the twins jumped out of the car and ran around the back to see that there was nothing there. Brea walked over to stand next to Elena. "Maybe you accidentally hit the brakes?" she suggested, looking around confused.
"I don't think so," Elena said nervously before turning around and gasping.
Brea looked up and cheered "Bekah!" as she saw Rebekah standing there and then her face dropped. "Oh no, Rebekah," she said, realising she must be there for her Elena.
"Drive much?" Rebekah asked Elena sarcastically.
"Rebekah," Elena stuttered in fear before Rebekah wrapped her hand around her neck and flung her up against the car.
"Rebekah, Rebekah please," Brea said clawing at her friend's arms.
Rebekah ignored Brea's attempts at placating her, she was too focussed on Elena. "Surprised?" she asked. "You drove a dagger through my back, Elena. It hurt." Rebekah snarled and lunged her teeth towards Elena's throat.
"No!" Brea yelled as Elena screamed in fear.
However, before Rebekah could harm Elena, she was thrown off and slammed up against the car by Elijah. "Elijah," Rebekah scowled.
"Leave," Elijah ordered. Rebekah stood up straight and stared Elijah down. "Are you challenging me?" he asked.
"You're pathetic," Rebekah snarled at her brother before turning to glare at Elena. "Both of you." she then turned to Brenna and smiled slightly. "I'll see you later," she said before she ran off.
"Well," Elijah said turning to look at Elena, "I believe we have a little catching up to do."
Brea elbowed Elena in the ribs gently. "What do you say?" she prompted.
Elena looked at Brea and rolled her eyes. "Thank you, Elijah," Elena smiled.
"Well, I assume I'm all caught up already?" Brea asked Elijah.
"Just about," he smiled.
"Well, I might just call Matt and get him to come and pick me up and drop me home while you two catch up. I need to go to bed. Get all rested up. I have a date in the morning."
"A date?" Elijah asked nervously, fiddling with his jacket.
"Yep, with Jeremy, Skype date. We're having a dance competition," Brea said wiggling her arms and hips.
"Oh," Elijah smiled. "I'm sure I know someone who'd happily escort you home. He was just finishing a discussion when I left so he shouldn't be too far behind."
"Thanks, Elijah. But I really don't need Nik to drive me home. Matt will do just fine."
"Brenna," she heard a man almost whisper from behind her and she froze, eyes immediately filling with tears.
Brea looked up at Elijah. "I wasn't talking about Niklaus," he smiled at her and she slowly turned around.
"Kol," she breathed as she saw him standing a little way across the parking lot, still in his 20th-century outfit. "Kol," she squealed and sprinted across the car park to him, throwing herself off the ground, into his arms. "Oh my god," she wept, "it's you," she breathed as she held onto him with all her might.
"It's me. It's me," he cooed in her ear as he held her to him.
She pulled her head away from his neck and he loosened his hold on her, letting her feet touch the ground. She held his cheeks and let out a breath. "It's really you, you're here," she said and he nodded. She smiled widely before grabbing his face and quickly pulling him towards her and she kissed him with one century's worth of urgency, he grabbed her hips, pulling her up against him. After a minute she pulled away. "Do you remember our spot as humans? By the river?" she asked and he nodded. "Take me there," she whispered and he smiled, pulling her to him and running them both off.
"Here we are darling," Kol said as they came to a stop. Brea looked around her and then turned back to Kol to see that he hadn't taken his eyes off her. Brea smiled at him and grabbed the collar of his shirt, pulling him down to her level so that she could kiss him.
"I missed you so much," Brea breathed against his lips and he growled deeply and wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her to him as he kissed down her neck. "Do you remember our first kiss?" Brea asked.
Kol sighed and pulled his head up from her neck and pinched her chin, kissing her lips before pulling back. "I do," he whispered stroking her chin. "You certainly made me work for it."
Mystic Falls, 984 A.D.
"Brenna! Brenna! Come walk with us!" Henrik said running up to her.
Brenna laughed. "Of course, Henrik, who is coming?" as Henrik ran around her.
"Kol!" he yelled before taking off, expecting her to follow.
"Kol?" Brenna repeated to herself.
"In the flesh," he said from behind her making her gasp and spin around to face him. "Henrik was so desperate for me to join him, he hates collecting firewood on his own. I said I'd only come if he could convince you to come. Shall we?" he said offering her his arm.
"I'm perfectly capable of walking without assistance, thank you," Brenna said curtly before turning back around and walking after Henrik. She heard Kol sigh from behind her before he walked to catch up to her. They walked in silence for about 10 minutes before she asked. "Why did you have to say that the other day?"
"Say what darling?" he asked with a cheeky smile.
"About… about kissing me," Brenna stuttered. "It was hardly appropriate."
"Do you not want me to say such things to you?" he asked coyly.
"No," Brenna replied, causing him to freeze. Brenna turned around to face him, "I'm sorry. That was rude."
"Do I really repulse you that much?" Kol asked, clearly upset.
"No. Not at all, why would you think that?" Brenna asked.
Kol stepped towards her, "I cannot make my intentions any more clear, Brenna. Ever since I first saw you… I haven't been able to get you out of my mind. My every thought is consumed by you. So I am asking you, here and now, if there is no chance, no chance of us, say no and I won't bother you about it again and you can feel free to court Niklaus."
"Niklaus," Brenna scoffed. "Why would I want to court Nik?" Brenna asked as she began walking backwards.
Kol scoffed and walked after her. "I'm not a fool you know."
"No?" Brenna asked raising her eyebrows as she continued walking backwards.
"No," he laughed. "You didn't answer my question."
"I will not be toyed with Kol. And unfortunately, when it comes to matters of the heart, your reputation precedes you. Rebekah has told me all about the girls you flirt with. I am not just another number."
Kol sighed. "Understandable, I'll give you that darling. But I can honestly tell you, that since I first laid eyes on you those few months ago, I have not looked at another girl since," he said and Brenna frowned, she could tell he was being sincere.
"I…" Brenna said before she tripped on a tree root behind her that she hadn't seen and started to fall backwards. Kol ran forward and grabbed her waist before she hit the ground.
"Got you," he breathed as he stayed bent over, keeping Brenna from hitting the ground. She let out a breath she didn't know she was holding and unconsciously placed her hand on his cheek.
"Thank you," she breathed.
When she realised what she was doing she blinked and went to remove her hand from his face, but Kol shifted her weight onto one of his arms and placed a hand over hers, keeping her hand on his face. "Don't," he whispered, not taking his eyes off hers as he slowly rose, pulling her up into a standing position, never taking his hands off of her own hand and waist.
"Kol," Brenna sighed.
"You feel this, I know you do," he said to her. "Please. I cannot bear it. Give me an answer," he begged. Brenna's eyes flickered down to his lips and slowly she lifted her hand that was hanging by her side, up to his other cheek and she leaned in, gently placing her lips on his. He released his hold on her hand and placed his free hand on the small of her back, gently holding her in place.
Kol looked Brea up and down and smiled. "I see you and Bekah finally convinced society to allow women to wear pants," he chuckled.
Brea smiled. "It was finally socially acceptable from about the '30s, so much more comfortable," she said, running her hands down his chest. "You look just as handsome as the last time I saw you."
"Well I'm dressed the same as the last time I saw you," he smiled as he leaned in to kiss her.
"You make a good point," she whispered as she smiled into the kiss.
Kol placed his hand on her stomach and pushed her against a tree and kissed her again. He began kissing along her jaw and down her neck. "Tell me everything about your life," he said between kisses.
"Well you're distracting me a little," Brea breathed.
"I can't help it."
"Well, um, my twin's the new doppelganger."
"So I heard," he hummed against her throat. "They're always such pains in the neck."
"You've got that right. Um… so, doppelgänger sister, I've got a brother, Jeremy, he's moved to Denver. My parents died a couple of years back."
"I'm sorry," he breathed as he moved across her collarbone.
"Yeah, it was hard. Remember Stefan and Damon? From 1864? They're here and I'm not all that happy with them, but whatever. My parents weren't my biological parents. My biological mother is the ex-wife of my guardian and teacher. My biological dad was actually my uncle, both of them died because of Nik. After my parents died my aunt looked after us, she's gone now."
Kol pulled away angrily. "All that was because of Nik?" he snapped.
"Hey," Brea said, holding his face to try to relax him. She leaned in and kissed him. "Nik's making it up to me. Please, don't worry about it. I'm happy now ok? You're here. I don't want to damage this."
Kol smiled and grabbed Brea's hand, kissing her palm. "Your ring," he said shocked pulling her hand away. "You found it? How?"
"Stefan found it. He found it in 1864. He knew it was mine so he grabbed it and kept it with him all these years," Brea smiled. "He gave it back to me a year ago," Brea said wiggling her finger before her phone started ringing.
"What in the bloody hell is that?!" Kol panicked at the noise.
"Don't worry, don't worry," Brea laughed pulling out her phone and declining Damon's call. "It's just a phone." Kol tilted his head, still confused. Brea smiled, "I'll teach you tomorrow, don't worry. It's to communicate. We don't need letters anymore."
"But where is it connected to?" he asked as he stared at it transfixed.
"It doesn't need one."
"How is that possible?"
"I'll teach you later," she smiled widely at him.
"So many developments in this past century. Tell me, darling, what kind of carriage were you standing next to when I found you?"
Brea laughed at him. "A car. It's a fantastic development. No horses need it. You control it yourself."
"Brilliant," he nodded before he grabbed her and kissed her again.
Brea groaned resting her head on his chest. "I want to stay like this forever."
"We can," he whispered as he kissed her head. She rested her chin on his chest as she looked up at him. "My wardrobe already has clothes for you. It was built for both of us. You can come back with me."
"Are you propositioning me Mr Mikaelson!" Brea gasped as he rolled his eyes. "And I know it's filled with clothes. I went shopping with Nik for everything. It was great. He had plenty to apologise for so he let me get whatever I wanted. I mean perhaps the statue of Ophelia was a bit unnecessary but he didn't stop me."
"You always did love Hamlet," he smiled.
"I shoved it in Elijah's room," she laughed before she sighed. "I can't come back with you tonight though."
"Why not?" he frowned.
"Well, this town is messed up. There's currently this murderer who keeps going around stabbing people. Three people were stabbed, and two dead. Well technically three, but Elena killed him."
"Elena?" he asked.
"Twin sister. Doppelganger."
"Right," he groaned. He never liked doppelgangers.
"Anyway, our guardian was just stabbed in our house and I promised she wouldn't be alone tonight. She had to kill him so he could come back to life. But I promised she wouldn't be alone. It'd be scary being in a house alone after that."
"Wait... what?" his eyes widened.
"Oh, he has this really ugly, but magical ring. My brother has one too. If you die of a supernatural cause you come back to life. Quite nifty."
"That's not the bit I was concerned about. I was more worried about the fact you said you want to go back into a house where someone was just stabbed."
"Yeah, yeah, fair. I get that. But they must've wanted to stab Ric, and I mean they've done that now so I'll be fine," Brea tried to joke. "Plus, trust me, Elena is psycho. If someone tried to stab us I think it's quite possible she could actually glare them to death."
"As you wish darling," he whispered against her lips before kissing her. As he kissed her, she felt them moving and when he pulled away she opened her eyes to see they were standing outside her house.
"Well done, you found it," Brea smiled.
"Just have to follow the scent of everything lovely."
"You're being a suck-up," Brea laughed.
"Maybe," he said and Brea looked at him sadly. "It's ok darling," he smiled running his hands through her hair. "Go, be with your sister. I'll see you tomorrow. I love you," he smiled releasing her.
"I love you," she said before turning to unlock her front door. "Goodnight," she said walking through her door.
"Goodnight," he said smiling.
"Why is the internet down?" Brea asked, frantically running into the kitchen to see Elena, Stefan and Damon talking.
Elena shrugged. "Not sure, sorry."
"Ah, crap, crap," Brea muttered pulling out her phone and calling Matt.
"Brenna…" Stefan started to say but Brea held up a finger to shush him.
"Hey," Matt answered.
"Hey, is your internet working?" Brea asked.
"No, hasn't been working since this morning, hey do you wanna go get a…" Matt started to say before Brea hung up the phone, cutting him off.
"Oh my god," Brea groaned. "I'm going to miss our Skype."
"With Jer?" Elena asked.
"Yeah. Never mind, I have a plan! I'll see you later!" Brea said running out of the house. "Ah!" Brea yelled as she opened the door to find Rebekah standing outside.
"Brenna, you ok?" Damon yelled and she heard him moving inside the house, clearly to come to check on her.
"All good, all good. Just nearly got scared to death. I'm off, don't worry, good!" Brea said hurriedly, hoping to avoid any confrontation. "What are you doing here?" Brea asked grabbing Rebekah's hand and pulling her away from the house. "Eek!" Brea squeaked happily as she grabbed Rebekah into a bear hug when they were standing down by the cars. "Missed you! Though don't go after my sister again, please/"
"Hey," Rebekah laughed hugging her back. "I won't, I promise. I missed you too. I'm here to pick you up," she said releasing her friend.
"Pick me up? Where are we going?"
"To mine. Our mother is holding a ball tonight, an attempt to ask for peace with our neighbours. Kol had to leave your house not long ago to get his suit fitted so he sent me to wait for you," Rebekah smiled happily.
"Wait, Kol left here not long ago?" Brea asked confused.
"Yeah," Rebekah said. "He stayed here all night. Obviously, you were with him."
"What?" Brea asked, "No I wasn't. I'm so confused. I didn't invite him in, did he stand outside all night?"
"Oh my god," Rebekah laughed. "What a loser. Kol is so... how do they say it? Whipped!"
"Oh completely," Brea laughed before her eyes widened. "Rebekah! Urgent, is the internet at yours working?"
"It was working when I left, why?"
"We're going to yours!" Brea said waving her laptop in the air. "I have to call my brother, can't be late and our internet is down. Let's go, go, go!" Brea said ushering Rebekah towards her car.
"You're so weird," Rebekah laughed as they got in the car and drove to the Mikaelson mansion.
"Hello darling," Kol greeted as Brea ran through the doors of the house.
"Hey," Brea said kissing him before pulling away and checking the time on her phone. "5 minutes to spare, ok, I made it," she said to herself. "Nik!" she yelled as loudly as she could.
"Bloody hell Brenna," Rebekah complained as she walked past, rubbing her ear.
"You promised me you'd show me how that thing works," Kol said looking at her phone in interest.
"Yeah, here," Brea said giving it to him. "Have at it, you'll pick it up quickly. Nik!" she screamed again as she walked further into the house.
"What does 'enter passcode' mean?" Kol asked, following her.
"It's like a lock to keep nosy people out of it, the passcode's my birthday. 2206. Date first then the month, because I'm not a psychopath," Brea said looking back at Kol. "Nik!" she yelled even louder.
"What?" Nik snapped as he rounded the corner. "Give a man a minute to get out of the shower would you?" he smirked as Brea realised he was wrapped only in a towel.
"Um," Brea stuttered looking away. "Rebekah told me your internet was working," she said as she felt Kol come stand next to her, surely glaring daggers at his brother. "I'm meant to have a Skype call with Jer, but our internet isn't working at home. Could I use yours please?"
"Of course love," he smirked. "It's quite long it'd probably be easier if I type it in myself," he said holding out his hands and Brea passed over her laptop. "What's the password to your laptop, love?"
"It's her birthday," Kol answered smugly.
"Um, no," Brea said taking the laptop back and typing in her password before handing it back to Nik. "It's different on my laptop. On my laptop it's hermionegranger."
"Herm what?" Kol asked.
"Oh my god! You have so much brilliance to catch up on," Brea clapped her hands.
"You're a proper nerd love," Nik teased. "There you go, all logged in," he handed her laptop back.
"Thanks, Nik," Brea said quickly before grabbing Kol's shirt and dragging him away. There was no way she was leaving the two brothers together after that. The two of them went up the stairs and towards the room made for Kol, she shut the door behind them and sat down at his desk, ready for her call with Jer.
"What are you doing now?" Kol asked walking up behind her and kissing her neck.
"I'm about to video call my brother," Brea smiled turning around and wrapping her arms around his neck. "Now I love you, but he can't see you. Trust me the kid's very annoying and if he sees you, I won't be able to get rid of him. So I need you to sit on the bed quietly, and play with my phone like a good little vampire," she suggested kissing him before releasing him and allowing him to walk over to the bed. "Aloha!" Brea sang as Jeremy's face popped up on her screen.
"Oh no, not one of these moods," Jeremy said shaking his head.
"I've got a good joke for you," Brea laughed.
"No way! Me too! Let's hear yours first."
"Ok, what do you call a pig that does karate?"
"What?" Jeremy asked.
"A pork chop!" Brea said holding her hands up in a karate pose.
"Lame."
"It's not lame Jer. I tested it on Matt first. He laughed."
"Matt laughed at your joke?" Jeremy asked sceptically.
"Well I think he wanted to, but he was working."
"He didn't laugh, because it wasn't funny. Try this, where do you find a dog with no legs?" he asked.
"Where?"
"Right where you left him."
Brea stared at the screen emotionless until she cracked and giggled. "Oh my god Jeremy," Brea laughed. "Dammit, you win," she conceded.
Jeremy leant closer to the camera. "Where are you?" he asked, clearly studying the background.
"Oh, your room."
"My room?"
"Yeah, Elena and I bulldozed it the other day. It's now our walk-in wardrobe."
"It could be Elena's walk-in wardrobe. But your bedroom doesn't connect with mine so it's not a walk-in wardrobe for you. Ha, thought you could trick me, loser."
"Hey," Brea whined. "I only have to walk across the hall. It's more of an extended wardrobe then, happy?"
"Liar."
"Ok, fine. Check this out," Brea clicked a couple of buttons. "You like?" she asked.
"Did you take a picture of my actual bedroom to use as a Skype background?"
"I did," she nodded.
"That's pretty cool," he conceded.
"Thank you Jer Bear."
"Whatever. Guess what I lost…"
"You monster!" Brea yelled. "I can't believe I trusted you. Wow, Jeremy, wow. I thought we were friends. But turns out, you are a traitor. I cannot believe you lost the only thing that means anything to me, you ass!"
"Are you talking about the Bambi DVD?" Jeremy asked.
"Obviously."
"Woah, Brea, relax, I didn't lose Bambi. I'd rather lose an arm than lose Bambi."
"Oh, what'd you lose then?"
"My first baseball game."
"Oh, that's not that bad then. Kind of expected really. I've seen you play."
"You're a bully."
"Fair call," Brea agreed.
"I had a nightmare last night."
"About?"
"You."
"Me?" Brea asked. "I'm not that scary."
"Oh, no, you're not scary at all. No, I had a nightmare about when we tried to learn the Cha Cha Slide."
"Oh my god, no way. I was actually thinking about that the other day. I realised you know, I can never shave my head because I have a pretty wicked scar on the back."
"Why would you shave your head?" Jeremy asked.
"Well I don't want to, but it's annoying that I don't have the option. You ruined that for me. It's devastating. You did push me after all. Gave me a gnarly scar."
"Oh my god, I didn't push you!" Jeremy groaned. "You just suck at everything."
"Rude. Who can handle Elena better me or you?"
"Me," Jeremy answered immediately.
"What? Nah," she denied.
"Dude you just make her madder."
"Maybe we shouldn't do a dance-off, it might end in a fight," Brea said looking out of the corner of her eye at Kol, who was smirking while experimenting with her phone.
"Hey, aunt Sarah is calling me, I gotta go, I promised her I'd clear the gutters."
"Wow, you better bring this useful Jeremy back when you come home, aunt Sarah can't be the only one benefitting from this."
"You don't deserve it," Jeremy smiled.
"Please you worship me. That's the whole point of younger siblings. They do whatever you ask. I do miss you Jer."
"I miss you too, tell Elena the same. I'll talk to you tomorrow ok? Bye," he said ending the video call.
Brea sighed and then turned to Kol and smiled. "Incoming," she said as she ran and threw herself onto the bed next to him.
Kol put down the phone and rolled onto his side to face her. "Why didn't you want me to meet your brother?"
Brea propped herself up on her elbow to face him. "It's not that I don't want you to meet him, I just want you to meet in person. Not through a screen. He means the world to me and I want you guys to meet and be best friends forever," Brea sang whilst giggling. "Plus the kid's got an attitude problem."
"He seemed just as strange as you," he smirked.
"We're not strange," she laughed as she shoved his shoulder.
Kol brushed a loose piece of hair behind her ear. "Why isn't he in Mystic Falls?"
Brea sighed and plopped back onto her back. "Because I'm selfish."
"Well, I'm sure that's not true. You're the least selfish person I think I've ever met," he said as she snorted. "Ok, the least selfish person in this family then?"
"That's more accurate," she laughed. "Elena and I had him compelled to leave town because Nik was making threats. It's safer for him, but we didn't give him the choice. It's so selfish."
"Darling," Kol groaned as he moved on top of her. "That's not selfish. You did it for his benefit despite not wanting it. People get hurt in Nik's schemes. You could've saved his life."
"Well compelled him to forget an ex-girlfriend before when she went crazy and tried to eat us. It took a long time for him to forgive us for that."
"Well," Kol said leaning down to kiss her. "I think you did the right thing," he breathed kissing her. He grabbed her hands in his and pulled them above her head and pressed them into the pillows before releasing them as he held her cheeks.
Brea put her hands on his shoulders, pressing them so he sat up on his knees and she followed him up. "I love you," she said holding his face, leaning in to kiss him. Brea pulled back and nodded at him before giggling and moving her hands to the bottom of his shirt, pulling it over his head and throwing it to the side.
"How the hell do you take this off? Where are the strings?" Kol asked, looking at her top. "Bloody fashion," he growled.
Brea laughed. "It's a zip," Brea whispered, "at the back. Pull the tab down," she instructed and his hands reached around the back of her top and pulled down the zip before removing her top.
"Women's undergarments just get better and better," Kol said looking at her bra.
"Shut up," Brea giggled, grabbing him and flipping him so she was above him.
"Brenna," Kol said seriously. Brea smiled down at him and he leaned up a bit to kiss her. "You are the single most important person in my life. You're the only thing that matters to me."
"I love you more than anything," Brea smiled at her husband.