I do my best to not think about it until it moves just a little higher.
My eyes find his for a heartbeat, and there are a million questions there. I pull my lower lip between my teeth, and he moves his hand higher again.
Without a word, I ask him what he’s doing. Not that he can read my mind, but he smirks a little after I say it in my head.
It’s like he’s daring me to tell him to stop.
Lachlan West knows there is not a dare in the world I’ll ever back down from.
I nod my head a little, telling him to go ahead.
His thumb brushes the sensitive skin there, stroking ever so slightly.
My breathing gets just a little shallower, and then Lachlan juts his chin toward the guys. “Are you going to answer him?”
Answer who?
People are here?
Shit. Yeah, they’re all getting up, cleaning their mess, and starting to get ready for the next game.
I turn to face Miles, praying to God it was his voice I heard. “Sorry, I missed what you said.”
His brows furrow and Everett laughs. “I asked if you needed me to throw away your plate, but I see your mind is elsewhere.”
I force a smile and push off his lap. He grunts when I push off, and he grabs my hips, pulling me back down, and that is when I feel his erection.
“I’ll throw her stuff out. I need to talk to her.”
Everett laughs. “I bet you need to do something to her.”
“Fuck off.”
“Well, that first word was what I was going to tell you ...”
“Go.” Lachlan’s voice is low and commanding.
I really hate that it turns me on.
They all file out of the tent area, and I sit here, waiting until the last person leaves. “We have to talk?”
Lachlan brushes something off my lips. “Yeah, after the game, we’re going to come up with a way to deal with this.”
“We are?”
“Yes.”
“Lachlan, let’s go!” Killian yells, and Lachlan pushes me so that I stand.
I face him and stare up into his brown eyes. “And how exactly do we deal with it?”
He adjusts himself. “I’m not sure, but I’ll let you know when I figure it out.”
Well, now I’m excited to hear this, because I know what I’d like.
fifteen
Lachlan