Ed looked away, his eyes suddenly turning dark for a moment.
“No one really.”
“Come on, don’t be coy.”
“It’s nothing, I promise. Don’t have time for that really.”
I raised an eyebrow.
“Not got time for girls?”
He laughed, but it was hollow.
“Oh no, I have plenty of time for girls, but not girlfriends.”
Something about the way he said it made me frown. Time for girls but not a girlfriend? What the hell was that supposed to mean? Was my cousin some kind of man whore? Ed didn’t seem like the type.
“Oh really? So what, do you just go for the ‘wham bam thank you mam’ approach?”
He turned back to me. His eyes glittered with amusement, a far cry from his expression when I’d asked about that blonde girl. I was pretty sure she was someone to him, but if not a girlfriend, then what?
“Don’t make it sound so crude.”
“It is crude. My cousin, the man whore.”
He shook his head, smiling at me.
“I’m not that bad. I promise.”
“Well… everyone has got to get their kicks somehow.”
I winked at him even as my stomach dropped at my words. Some people got their kicks in disgusting and horrifying ways. Ones I didn’t much want to think about at that moment. I suppressed a shudder.
“Quite… Some more than others. Say… I hope you’re getting your kicks.”
I felt my face heating up.
“Um, well… I mean…”
He bit his lip, obviously trying not to smile.
“Is my little cousin into a little bit more than just plain old vanilla then?”
I turned my chair back to my computer.
“None of your business.”
He leant towards me and prodded my arm.
“Oh, I think that means yes. Go on, tell me what floats your boat.”
“What? No. Gross, Ed. I’m not going to talk to you about my sex life, you’re my cousin.”
He barked with laughter.
“I’m only pulling your leg.”
I gave him a slight smile.