Page 63 of Jamie
“Thank you, both.”
Jamie glanced over to Bran, offering a smile. “Me too? Please?”
“Always, boy.” Bran smiled back and cut another piece to feed Jamie. They were so pretty together, it made his heart full.
“I—thank you.” Jamie fluttered a little bit, and he hummed deep in his chest. So so very pretty.
“You’re welcome, boy.” That tone in Bran’s voice made him shiver with delight.
“You guys are so… You make me dizzy, you know?”
“That’s not a bad thing,” Bran pointed out.
“No, it’s not bad at all.” His own voice was thick with need. This was the best dinner ever.
“No. Not at all.” Jamie licked his lips, staring at Silas’s mouth.
Silas stared right back. Then he blindly picked up a piece of lobster from his plate and put it in his mouth, the butter dripping on his lips. He licked it off slowly.
“You are being bad…” Jamie whispered.
“No, he’s being very very good,” Bran murmured.
Silas grinned at both of them. “I’m very good at being bad.”
“You are. I… me too. Very good.”
Silas chuckled, pleased at making Jamie tongue-tied. He liked that he affected Jamie so much.
Jamie ducked his head and blushed dark, but there was a smile there, wasn’t there?
He looked over at Bran and they shared a smile of their own.
It took them a while to finish their plates, feeding each other and admiring and making a sensual feast of it.
“I think we should have dessert,” Bran suggested when they finally cleared their plates.
Jamie’s eyes lit up, but he didn’t say a word.
“What would you like?” Silas asked him. “Because that’s what I want, too.”
“Me? I—I don’t know what there is.”
“But you have something in mind,” Bran noted. “Tell us and we’ll make it happen.”
Silas chuckled at Bran’s confidence. But if they didn’t have it here, they could make it at home. Probably not tonight, but soon.
“Is there something chocolate? Chocolate is so sexy.”
“Mmm, it is indeed. At least when you and Bran eat it.” It wasn’t his favorite, but he didn’t dislike it, and if it made his lover’s happy, then he was on board. Silas raised his hand to get their waiter’s attention. “Dessert menu, please.”
“Of course.”
The man was back in a moment with three, one for each of them.
“So they have several chocolate options. Which one appeals the most?” Bran asked.
“Mousse! I love chocolate mousse!” Jamie bounced for him.
