Page 75 of Trust Me

She almost chokes on the sip of iced tea she just took.

I pat her back a couple of times before rubbing my hand up and down her spine. “Was it something I said?”

She glares at me, and dammit if she keeps that up, we’re not going to make it through dinner.

“I suggest you eat quickly,” I growl. “I can only sit with you like this for so long before I have you moaning my name.”

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Riley

“What?” Eve sounds absolutely outraged. “Aunt Ry, did you hear what he just said?” she screeches.

I shake my head and give Kyle a pitiful look as I hold my phone between the two of us. We’re sitting on the couch in my living room. We almost made it through dinner before Kyle started to feel me up. Beneath my butt I felt the swell of his dick, which caused a growing warmth in my core.

However, when Kyle started to lift me onto the counter, my phone rang. Eve was right on time for our usual Sunday evening call. Now, she’s chastising Kyle for his poor movie viewing habits.

“How could you not have seenThe Greatest Showman?” she demands to know.

“I’m not into musicals,” he replies, sounding casual and not at all offended.

“How is that … Have you seenHamilton?” she tries again.

I can see by the expression on his face that the answer is going to be a no.

Eve groans as soon as she hears his answer. “I can’t believe it.” She sounds truly in awe. “It’s the best musical ever!” she exclaims. “It’s not exactly historically accurate but you know what they say about creative direction and that stuff.”

Kyle plays along and adds, “I do know. My brother does a little bit of acting.”

“Really? Is he famous?”

He hesitates. “Probably nothing you would know.”

“What about—”

“Eve, isn’t it time for you to take a shower and get ready for classes in the morning?” She was only an hour ahead of us but it was still getting late for her.

“Yes, Aunt Ry,” she drones.

“Did you clean your room like the dorm leader asked you to?”

There’s a pause.

“I tried.”

I frown at the inflection in her voice. I take the phone off of the speaker and get up from the couch, leaving Kyle there.

“Is everything okay, Ladybug?”

“Yes.” She answers too quickly.

“What about last night? Did you get to go out to the movies?”

“No, that’s when I was cleaning. Can we have our visit next weekend in New York again, like you said?”

I look back at Kyle to see he’s watching me. A part of me wonders what it would be like if he and I had plans the following weekend.Is this just a one-off thing for him?

Then I push those thoughts aside for two reasons … One, I should’ve never slept with him considering the reason I even met him. And two, Eve takes priority over everything. Always.

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