Page 85 of Ruin
Sebastian sighs. “So this is a booty call and not actually a work trip?”
I look between the two of them, confused. “Whose booty is he calling?”
“No one’s booty is being called,” Daniel says, before turning to look at Sebastian. “It was a one time thing at a club night. I was just stirring.”
Sebastian chuckles, shaking his head. “Hey, you can fuck whoever you want, little brother. I’m in no place to judge. But I’m at least honest about where I get my rocks off.”
I glare from one brother to the other. “Who. Did. Daniel. Fuck?”
Daniel sighs, dragging a hand down his face. “Last year I was here for a club night and may or may not have had a wild night with Kresta.”
I let out a dramatic gasp and place a hand to my chest. “You slut,” I say with a grin. “You always did have a thing for hot blondes. Go Danny.”
“Well, almost all hot blondes. I never stood a chance with the one currently in my lap once she met my big brother,” he says with a wicked grin.
I feel my face heat up, and Sebastian clears his throat.
“You’re such a shit-stirrer,” I say, finally climbing out of his lap, not quite able to meetSebastian’s eye.
“Yep, and you love me,” Daniel says, and I have to wonder if he knows something is going on between Sebastian and me.
Given I don’t even know what’s going on between us, if he has any hints, that would be great.
“So if you’re not here to get your dick wet, why are you here?” Sebastian asks, and although I’m not looking at him, I can hear the annoyance in his tone.
“It’s just work stuff,” Daniel says, and I look up to see them exchanging a look, before Sebastian nods stiffly.
“Well, I guess we better get on that in my office, then. Just let me have a quick shower.” He looks at me, and I hold his gaze, lifting my chin.
God, what I wouldn’t give for him to just throw me down on the bench and fuck me right now.
Jesus. This past week obviously awoke some sort of horny beast inside me.
Sebastian disappears into his room, and Daniel looks at me with a raised eyebrow.
I decide I don’t want to have this conversation and set about diverting his attention.
“So, Kresta, huh?”
He groans. “Don’t you start.”
“Why not? She’s great, and I’m pretty sure you bringing it up like that means you actually weren’t ‘just stirring’,” I reply, using air quotes.
“Yeah, she is great, but I’m her boss. I shouldn’t have gotten carried away and let little Daniel call the shots.”
I choke out a laugh. “Little Daniel? You seriously call it that?”
He grins. “Well, I could have referred to it as my cock, but you usually blush whenever those sort of words pop out.” He studies me for a moment, his expression growing mischievous once again. “But something has obviously changed, because I’mpretty sure you just referred to it as fucking a minute ago… Who are you, and what have you done with my sweet, innocent Lily?”
I wag a finger at him. “Oh no, no. We’re not changing the subject to me. You’re not getting off that easy.”
He groans again, rubbing a hand over his face. “But why? It’s so much easier to make you squirm than it is for me to discuss who I should or should not fuck.”
“Well, I for one, think you should hook up with her again. Or something more, because she’s great, and you’re great, so you’d be great together.”
He rolls his eyes, and shoots Sebastian a grateful look when he reemerges after the quickest shower known to man. He’s foregone his usual business attire, simply throwing on jeans and a plain black t-shirt.
“Shall we?” Sebastian says, and Daniel nods, getting to his feet.
