“Tommy’s having a great time, Cuz. You and Ry did a great job. Do you think Ry would join me in the kiddy pool?”
While grounding his teeth, Keenan remembered all the reasons he shouldn’t take the bait from the smirking Ronan. But hearing Ronan shortening her name to Ry, like they were more than acquaintances, rubbed him entirely the wrong way. Not to mention him wanting to lurk at Ryleigh in a bathing suit.
Keenan closed his eyes to count to ten, and her beautiful pink nipple flashed before his eyes. Ryleigh would rock her C-cup breasts in any bikini. And her long porcelain legs could easily wrap around him on this lounge chair while he would nudge her bikini bottom to the side so he could put his finger through her wetness.
“Thinking about something in particular?” Ronan pointed his beer bottle toward Keenan’s crotch, covered in loose swimwear, and laughed with his head back to his neck.
“Fuck off.”
“With Dee still in the house, I want you to spill the beans before she comes back. You’re acting weird every time we mention Ryleigh.” Aiden said while rummaging around in the cooler next to his chair. He slammed the lid closed and handed Keenan his second and last beer for today.
Keenan thanked Aiden and took a long gulp of his cool brew. He shifted in his seat and willed his dick to go down again.
“There’s nothing going on, Aide.”
His brother didn’t rest before having a crack at him. “Yeah, do you know where you can take that lie and shove it?”
Keenan snorted. “My ass?”
Ronan smirked and lowered his voice. “Did you ever had anal play during a blowjob?”
“What the fuck, man. Stop talking.”
“You should try it, Keen. I swear… I had this one girl… she always tickled me down there while she took me into her mouth. It made me come like a fuckin’ geyser.”
Ronan laughed at Keenan’s discomfort and his eyes lit up even more when he noticed his twin Declan walking into Keenan’s backyard.
“Hey, Dec. You’re right on time. At least he’ll talk to you about what’s been going on with Ry.”
Ronan didn’t exaggerate. Declan and Keenan were indeed best friends who’d normally tell each other everything.
Keenan and Declan shared a look. Declan raised a brow that usually stood for, ‘I hope my twin is behaving himself?’ Which upon Keenan nodded.
“What’s up guys?” Declan said. He startled when Tommy hugged him from the side and said, “Hey, uncle Dec!”
“Hey, Blondie. Happy birthday.”
Tommy glanced up at Declan and said, “I’m sorry the twins are sick.”
“Thanks, Tommy. They’ll be okay.”
Declan handed Tommy his wrapped present and said, “Bree hates that she’s missing out. She made me promise to swap places in an hour so she can tell you happy birthday herself.”
Tommy’s eyes lit up, and he nodded. “Cool.”
“You can take the present to the table with the rest of your presents, and unwrap it later, okay?”
“Okay, Dad.”
He made a beeline for Ryleigh and said, “This is the best birthday ever! Thank you, Ry.” When Tommy hugged her, Keenan and Ryleigh shared a moment over Tommy’s head when her bright smile mirrored his.
His heart skipped a beat before it pounded against his chest again. For anyone else, these words may seem a polite way of thanking his nanny.
But for Keenan, Tommy’s words pained his heart. Ryleigh already showed more interest in Tommy’s wellbeing than his own mother had these past years.
“Hmm… kind of a big deal, having a woman caring about our Blondie, right?” Declan said before he settled down in Deirdre’s vacated seat. His detective cousin hit the jackpot with his observation. Ronan and Aiden stopped talking and openly stared at Keenan. He felt the sudden need to take off the imaginary tie around his neck, cutting off his air supply.
“She…” Keenan swallowed the lump in his throat and continued, “She’s sweet and sassy. Can’t cook to save her life, but she puts up a good fight in the ring. She’s different from any woman I’ve ever met. And absolutely fuckin’ stunnin’.”