Ruby raised a brow. “You look a little flushed. Are you feeling okay?”

“Yes. Of course. Never been better.”

I dropped to sit in my chair and turned my head to glance over my shoulder, finding Kingston’s eyes on me again.

My teeth sank into my bottom lip as I stared back.

“Well, I feel ten pounds lighter and much better!” Hayes shouted from the distance, and Kingston’s gaze turned away quickly.

Just like that… he wasn’t looking at me anymore.

He was a loyal best friend when he wasn’t alone in the bathroom with his thoughts.

ten

Kingston

To sayI felt lighter was a massive understatement.

I felt like a million bucks.

I’d thrown a fabulous fucking party.

Given Cutler a magical Easter egg hunt that he’d remember for years to come.

I’d had a few too many drinks.

I’d gotten off to thoughts of my best friend’s little sister.

And fuck me, if it wasn’t exactly what I’d needed.

Here’s the thing… fantasies are exactly that. They aren’t real. So, after being harassed all day about my bad mood, I knew what I needed. Five minutes alone in the bathroom, with thoughts of Saylor.

Her sweet mouth.

Her tight pussy.

Dirty thoughts.

Filthy thoughts.

And that was okay. Because I felt better. I hadn’t acted on anything. I just needed a release. I’d get my mojo back, find a woman who took my mind off her soon enough, and this would all be a hilarious memory that I took to the grave.

No one would be the wiser.

It was not disloyal to be attracted to Saylor. It would be disloyal to act on that attraction.

The leftover effects of the whiskey had me feeling damn good, too. I’d been making my way toward the bathroom to take a shower when my phone rang.

Nash’s name lit up my screen.

“What’s up?” I answered.

“What’s up, Uncle King?” Cutler’s voice had me grinning big.

“How are you doing, Beefcake?”

“Good. We just got home. I told Pops I had the best Easter ever. I can’t believe how many eggs that bunny brought for me. You must have said something to him, or maybe you know someone?”