Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 103918 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 520(@200wpm)___ 416(@250wpm)___ 346(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103918 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 520(@200wpm)___ 416(@250wpm)___ 346(@300wpm)
I kissed him again and then took his hand and began leading him in the direction of my bedroom.
"Wait, what about King?" Lex asked.
"Brewer will keep him company,” I said simply. “Now if I recall, you were saying something about only taking orders from me in bed. I think I'm going to need a little bit of convincing of that."
The sound of Lex's laughter as he followed me without argument was the best sound I'd heard in a long time. And I hoped to hear it for a long time to come.
A very long time.
As in, forever.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Lex
"Son of a bitch," Gideon growled as he came to an abrupt stop in front of me. So abrupt, I slammed into his back.
"What?" I asked.
"Well, Callahan, at least you guys are wearing your skivvies this time."
The sound of my brother's voice sent a volley of emotions through me. Of course, I was glad to have King there, but not particularly there in Gideon's kitchen, especially after Gideon and I had spent the last two hours having what I could only classify as very exuberant sex.
But as happy as I’d always be to see him, I was also worried about what his presence would mean for Gideon, since he wasn't exactly Gideon's favorite person at the moment. While we’d been making love, I’d been able to feel the cuts and abrasions on Gideon's face, as well as the swelling from what I could only assume was some pretty significant bruising. Gideon had brushed off my concerns, but I knew King. I'd seen proof of the damage he could do when he was protecting someone he cared about.
"I locked that door," Gideon muttered. He kept me tucked behind him, though I wasn't really sure why. As embarrassing as it was, it wasn't like my brother hadn't seen me in less than my underwear already.
"Yeah, it took me almost twenty seconds to pick it," King said. "This one here, he was a harder nut to crack," I heard my brother add.
I was about to ask what he was talking about when Gideon said, "Really, Brewer?"
Brewer whined and thumped his tail. Before I could even voice the question, Gideon said to me, "Brewer's got his head in your brother’s lap. What did you do, King? Soak your pants in a bucket of meat?"
"What can I say, the guys just like me. And speaking of my meat, Lex’s driver seemed happy enough with it."
"Jesus, King," I groaned as I stepped out from behind Gideon's back. "Andre? Really?"
I didn't need to see King shrug to know that was exactly what he was doing. My older brother had been working his way through more than his fair share of men pretty much from the time he’d been old enough to learn that his dick was multi-functional. He'd left a lot of hearts in his wake too.
"What are you doing here?" Gideon asked. "In case you missed it, your brother isn't going anywhere."
I found myself both blushing and smiling at the possessiveness in Gideon's voice. It made me wish I could drag him back to bed.
"Well, as much fun as it was listening to you satisfy my baby brother," King said sarcastically, "I'm afraid I have some family business Lex and I need to chat about."
There was no mistaking King’s seriousness. "What is it?" I said worriedly. "Is it Vaughn?" Of my four brothers, Vaughn was the one dealing with the most danger on a day-to-day basis. Since I hadn't been in contact with my family in recent months, I had no clue what city Vaughn was even working in these days.
"No," King said. When he didn't continue, I opened my mouth to ask another question, but then Gideon tugged on my hand.
"I'll leave you two to it," he said. It made me wonder if King had sent him a look that he hadn't been able to send to me. It didn't really matter. I held on to Gideon's hand even as he tried to release mine.
"No," I said to him and then I looked in King's direction. "He stays," I said. "We can trust him, King."
The last thing I wanted to do was risk putting any of my brothers in danger, but I wasn't letting Gideon go for anything. If he was going to be a part of my life, he needed to know about every part of my life. I'd hoped to talk to him about this particular aspect of it in private, but that just didn't seem to be an option anymore.
"Fine," King said. All the humor was gone from his voice. It made me afraid of what he was going to say.
I led Gideon forward and sat down in one of the kitchen chairs, but to my surprise, instead of sitting next to me, Gideon remained behind me. His hands skimmed over my shoulders before one came to rest on my upper chest. I recognized the move for what it was… an effort to comfort me. I lifted my own hand and covered his so I could hang on to his fingers and draw from his strength.