Page 41 of Titan

“You have to go.”

He stood up.

“Yes.”

I nodded, getting up to follow him to the door. I opened it and we walked out together. He paused outside and looked down at me.

“I’ll see you soon, okay?”

I tried to smile at him even as my heart protested at him leaving.

Quit it! You cannot get any further attached to this man.

Who was I kidding? Gil was all I could think about. I never knew when he was going to request a session. It made me treasure every moment he was here with me.

“Yeah.”

He reached up and ran his knuckles along my cheek. My breath caught at the contact.

“Stay safe, Theia.”

Dropping his hand, he turned and walked away towards the back entrance. He never came around the front, not wanting to bring attention to himself since he was Zayn’s brother. I watched him leave and tried not to freak out. He’d stroked my damn cheek. My hand went to it, trying to memorise the feel of his skin against it. To savour it for as long as I could.

Shaking myself, I turned around and was about to walk back to the club when I noticed someone leaning against the wall behind me with a smirk on his face.

“So, you and my brother, eh?”

Enzo shoved off the wall and came closer. Gil’s younger brother looked like him, except for his dyed blonde hair. Not to mention his personality was nothing like Gil or even Zayn. He drove most of the staff crazy by constantly making jokes or flirting with them. He knew better than to try that with me. I didn’t usually give him the time of day.

“There is no me and your brother.”

“No? You telling me I didn’t see Gil leaving your room?”

“Of course not, but what you saw is not what you think. He’s not a client, and you definitely need to keep your mouth shut about it.”

Enzo merely shrugged.

“If he’s not a client, what’s he doing with you?”

“He is, and he isn’t. And I mean it, Enzo, this has nothing to do with you.”

He came closer.

“A secret tryst between you two. How exciting.”

I wanted to smack him around his fucking head, but I remained where I was and tightened the belt around my robe.

“It’s not a secret tryst. We’re just talking.”

He put his hands up.

“Okay, I believe you, but if it’s not a secret, why are you so concerned about me talking? I take it Zayn doesn’t know about this.”

I crossed my arms over my chest.

“Of course, he knows. He has cameras all over Desecration.”

I wasn’t stupid enough to think Zayn was unaware of his brother visiting me.

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