“Don’t look surprised, Killer. I used to experiment a lot, too,” I lie through my teeth, but I think he believes it, because he places his hand on my thigh and squeezes. Hard.
Then his lips find my ear, “We’ll talk about this later as I punish the fuck out of you.”
“Whatever.” I sound unaffected when my thighs are smeared with arousal.
“No one else?” Nikolai toys with his empty shot glass, then hums and retrieves a cigarette, letting it hang at the corner of his lips. “Fucking bore. I’m out of here.”
He lights his cigarette on his way to the exit.
“Phew, that was intense.” Annika breathes. “Seriously, Kill. Don’t bring him next time. He’s scary.”
“Are you sure it’s not because he can snitch to your brother?”
She laughs awkwardly. “Don’t be ridiculous. I have nothing to hide from Jer.”
“Uh-huh,” Killian says with clear mockery.
“So who’s next?” Bran speaks, his voice sounding hoarse.
“Me!” Annika glares at Killian. “Never have I ever got my dick sucked.”
“That’s a low fucking blow.” Remi drinks and so do Bran and Killian.
Too much info about my brother.
Note to self, never play these games with him around.
“Wait a minute.” Remi stares at Creigh. “Why aren’t you drinking, Cray Cray? Have you missed the never have I ever for this round?” When he shakes his head, Remi seems exasperated. “Then drink—Jesus fucking Christ, spawn, please tell me you’ve had your dick sucked at least once?”
When Creigh remains silent, Remi falls down on his chair dramatically. “I think I need some medical attention. My own spawn has been missing out and I didn’t know. I’m losing years of my life as we speak, I’m telling you.”
“What’s so special about having one’s dick sucked?” Creighton speaks his longest sentence for the evening.
“Uh, what’s so special about the sun? The moon? The ecosystem? I can go on forever.” Remi sighs. “Jesus, spawn, you’re making me look like a bad mentor.”
“You are, though.” Cecily makes a face at him and he makes one back.
“Proud of you, cousin,” I tell Creigh and he nods. “I’ll drink to you.”
Before I even grab the glass, Killian snatches and downs it on my behalf.
His lips glisten with the alcohol and I think something is wrong with my heart, because it keeps beating so hard when he side-eyes me and whispers in a deep, low tone, “Behave.”
“I thought you wanted me to be a bad girl,” I murmur back.
“I want you to be just the way you are. Minus the drinking.”
“Cherry said you need someone like you so they can understand you better.”
He raises a brow. “And what did you tell her?”
“To go shove it where no one can see. Well, not exactly, but I wish I’d said that.”
He chuckles. “I like it when you’re jealous.”
“Hey, you two lovebirds, we’re playing here.” Ava slaps the table. “Can’t believe quiet Glyndon is the first one to be in a relationship among us.”
“Hey! I’ve been in countless relationships,” Remi says.