Page 63 of Judging Duke

I rolled my eyes.

“I was working on a movie.”

“Yeah, a sex movie. Fuck any good-looking guys?”

I thought about Duke lying on his bed next door to me.

“Nope, no one special.”

“I didn’t ask if they were special. I asked if they were good-looking.”

“There was one. It won’t be happening again.”

“Was it an extra-curricular fuck or part of the movie?”

I had no wish to discuss my sex life with my brother and changed the subject quickly.

“It’s beautiful out here. A break from home and a change of scenery might do you some good.”

“I know what you’re doing, but I’ll go along with it anyway. A break sounds good actually. I’m bored here.” He grunted some more.

“Do you need me to go? Put Carlos on.”

I heard a rustle, and Carlos spoke. “Robbie is doing well. If he could exercise his muscles as much as his mouth, he would be very strong.”

“Yeah, I hear you. How’s it going, though?”

“Robbie, carry on. I need to talk to your brother in private.”

I heard a door close, and Carlos spoke again. “He’s doing well, but this last disappointment has been difficult for him. I have had cause to give him a good talking-to. I can only do so much, though. Perhaps it might be best for him to talk to a professional.”

I closed my eyes and sighed. Another thing to sort out and worry about, as if I didn’t have enough on my plate.

“Just keep me updated. When I’m back in the UK, I’ll look at something for him. Just take care of him while I’m away. Where are my parents?”

Carlos was silent for a moment.

“Carlos. Where are they?”

“They have been gone for a few days. I’ve been staying with Robbie. I understand they will be back before you return.”

“Okay, thank you for letting me know.” Fuck. Another thing to deal with. No wonder my stress levels were through the roof. “I can’t thank you enough. Maybe a raise is in order when I see you next.”

“There is no need. It is my pleasure to look after Robbie.”

I knew I didn’t pay him half of what I should. He went above and beyond for Robbie, and once again, I contemplated their relationship.

I ended the call, dressed and went downstairs to join the others.

It was now late afternoon, and the growling of my stomach reminded me I’d eaten nothing since breakfast. Well, if you didn’t include Duke’s dick.

Talk of the devil.

Duke was sitting at a table with a couple of men I didn’t recognise. He was laughing and joking with them, and if I didn’t know better, I’d say he was flirting with them both.

A surge of jealousy hit me, and I strode over to the large table laden with food. I grabbed a plate, throwing everything and anything on it, muttering to myself.

Clearly I didn’t hide my feelings as well as I’d thought.

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