“Morning, Kitten.”
Her head shot up from my chest, leaving it cold and empty. “Oh my God. Do you remember what we heard last night?” She covered her mouth to stop from laughing too loudly.
I had forgotten. “We don’t know what we heard.”
“Oh, bullshit! You know as well as I do they were totally having sex in our guest room!”
“Maybe they were just playing Monopoly. With their mouths,” I suggested with a smile.
She snorted. “Remind me to ask Melissa how Dean plays Monopoly because it sounded like she was really enjoying it.”
“That’s ‘cause he’s a Carter,” I said matter-of-factly.
“You guys are good at board games?”
Smartass.
“I’m good at everything. Who knows what Dean’s good at.” I rolled on top of her, pressing my hard-on against her.
“No way! I need to shower.”
“Let me get you dirty first,” I whispered against her ear, taking the lobe into my mouth and sucking.
“How about you come clean me off instead?” She wriggled out from under me and the sight of her naked body caused my dick to throb even more.
Shower sex isn’t the same when you have a saran-wrapped cast on your good arm. But I powered through it because I’m a team-fucking-player.
When I walked into the living room awhile later, my brother was already at the table eating cereal. Smiling to himself. He looked like a complete ass**le.
“Someone get some last night?” I gave his back a hard slap and he turned to smack my arm away, but missed.
“A gentleman doesn’t kiss and tell,” he responded before spooning another bite of food into this mouth.
“You know,” I said as I sat down across from him and poured cereal into my own bowl. “Sound really carries in this place. I never knew that before last night.”
He choked on his cereal. “You don’t say?”
I handed him a napkin. “Oh, I do say. I say very loudly and very scream-like,” I teased.
Cassie entered the room and sat down next to me at the table. She gave Dean a sweet smile and asked, “So, how was Monopoly? It sounds like you’re a really good player.”
I f**king lost it. I laughed so hard I almost spit food across the table. When Melissa finally came out of the guest bedroom, I noticed my little brother’s smile grow wider. As she neared, his eyes lit up and he reached for her. His fingertips barely grazed her exposed skin before she angled her body away and picked the seat farthest from him. I only noticed all this shit because I was paying attention, not because I’m a pu**y or anything.
“Are you serious right now?” Dean asked her, his tone instantly angry.
I sat up straighter, finding myself intrigued. The idea of my brother standing up for himself impressed me.
Melissa’s eyes narrowed as her cheeks reddened and she looked away. “Don’t do this here, Dean.”
“Don’t do what? Are you just going to pretend like nothing happened last night?”
I knew it.
Of course I knew it.
“I didn’t say that,” she said in an indifferent tone.
“So, what then? We’ll just go back to being ‘friends,’ or whatever the f**k we are?”
Cassie cleared her throat and I gave my brother a swift kick under the table. He glared at me, his cool facade slowly unraveling. Melissa stayed quiet, avoiding any eye contact as Dean looked back and forth between her face and mine.
He shoved out of his chair, almost tossing it into the wall before grabbing his cereal bowl and throwing it a little too roughly into the sink. The sound of it breaking echoed throughout the apartment and his eyes grew wide. “Shit. I’m sorry, Cass.”
I looked down at my cereal and shook my head. Little brother couldn’t even be mean when he was mad.
“It’s okay. Don’t worry about it. It’s only a dish,” she said, walking away from the table and over toward him.
Dean lowered his chin and stared at the floor as Cassie wrapped her arms around him and squeezed. He hugged her back for a second before pushing her away and jumping to his feet. “I need to get the f**k out of here.”
“Hey!” I shouted and Dean stopped midstep. “Don’t f**king push my wife like that. I will hit you, I don’t care who you are.”
My temper flared as he stalked into the guest room and slammed the door. Right on his heels, I knocked hard on the door, causing the knuckles on my good hand to ache immediately. “Dean?” I shouted and turned the knob without waiting for a response.
I stuck my head inside the room and when my gaze met his, I could see in Dean’s eyes that he was falling apart. “I’m taking you out.” It wasn’t a question.
“Yeah. You are.”
My brother’s response made me laugh. “I’ll call Matteo. He’s coming too. We need a guys’ day.”
“We’re best friends with the guy who kissed your wife now?” Dean’s sour comment caused me to sharply inhale.
“Don’t be a dick. He still works for us, doesn’t he? If I didn’t trust him, he wouldn’t be anywhere near Cassie. Plus, he’s married and has a baby on the way. And he knows my forgiveness was a one-time deal. He tries any of that shit again and I’ll f**king kill him.”
Walking into the kitchen, I pulled Cassie aside and kissed her sweet lips. “Kitten, I’m going to take Dean out. Talk to your friend. Find out what the f**k her deal is. This shit between them needs to stop.”