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I groaned and reached for him. “Shut up.”
He froze and just stared at me. I’d never seen him look so destroyed and I used the rest of my strength to pull him into me. I cradled his head against my chest and stroked his neck and shoulders.
I was still struggling to catch my breath as I comforted him. “Cy, you’re thinking the worst. You didn’t do anything wrong.”
“You’re fucking crying, Poppy. I made you cry.”
“It was the orgasm.” I heard the bathroom door start to open and was determined not to be interrupted. “It’s occupied!”
Cyrus lifted his head and looked me over. His search was thorough as he moved from my head to my feet. “I thought I’d done something you didn’t want. Poppy…if I hurt you, I wouldn’t be able to live with myself.”
“No, you did something I apparently really, really wanted. I forgot how to breathe. And then I came so hard I cried. I’ll never in a million years admit it again, so be happy I’m doing it this time.” I stroked his cheeks and smiled. “Cy. You can trust yourself with me. You would never hurt me.”
Blowing out a sharp breath, he pulled me into his arms and held me. “We’re never having sex in public again.”
I slowly stood up and tried out my legs. “Like hell we’re not. Did you just hear what I said? You made me forget how to breathe, Cyrus. You’re not taking that away from me.”
He grunted and rubbed his thumb over my forehead. “Jesus. You’ve got a mark on your forehead in the shape of tile lines, Poppy. Fucking hell.”
I closed my eyes and sighed. “No, I don’t. Because if that were true, I’d never be able to face any of my brothers ever again.”
“Where should we move to?”
There was a knock on the bathroom door and I groaned. Rubbing my forehead, I threw my hands up. “It’s fine. They’ll never know.”
Cyrus shook his head. “Talk about a roller coaster of emotions. I think I’ve aged ten years in this bathroom.”
I smiled up at him as he opened the door for me and then stepped out into my own personal nightmare. Waiting just outside of the bathroom for us were three of my brothers, Sam and Jude, and a very angry-looking older woman who looked like she desperately needed to pee. There was a standoff as no one moved or said anything until the older woman broke the silence.
“Shame on you two. That’s not what the public bathroom is for. I almost peed on myself waiting on you two to finish.” She moved toward us and then smacked Cyrus with her purse before pulling the bathroom door shut behind her.
I covered my face with my hands and peeked out from between my fingers. Sam and Jude looked like they were about to burst. I could tell they both were dying to point and laugh at us for getting caught. My brothers weren’t as amused, however.
Cyrus stepped forward and cleared his throat. “Would you believe me if I said I was helping her get something out of her eye?”
Sam and Jude both erupted, laughing so hard that they kind of wobbled where they stood and bounced off of each other. There was even knee slapping and tears.
Johnny was my oldest brother and as the oldest, he’d always been the serious one. He’d also always treated me like a babydoll. Even when I graduated from college, he’d looked at me like I was still two years old. He stared Cyrus down and then turned his glare on Charlie. “Did you know about this?”
Poor Charlie. He was a great detective and I’d trust him with my life, but he forever caved under Johnny’s stink eye. “I knew there was spanking, but public sex? I mean….wow. No. Didyouknow about this, Paulie?”
Johnny’s head was going to explode. His face turned red and I watched him count to twenty before he spoke again. “Spanking?”
As a proud coward, I did what I did best. “Love you, Johnny! Bye!”
I ran like I’d never run before. I even did a dramatic leap over a small stick on the walking path. I didn’t look back.
46
***Cyrus***
“Didshejust…”Pauliewatched his little sister hop over a twig like a damn bunny before she kept right on running.
I sighed. “Yep. She did.”
Sam and Jude had completely lost it. I’d never seen them laugh so hard. They were useless, so I turned back to Johnny on my own. He’d been terrifying when we were kids, but we were all adults. Poppy was an adult. He could dislike knowing that his sister had just fucked in a public bathroom, and ideally he’d never know something like that again, but he couldn’t do anything about it. Poppy made her own decisions and did what she wanted.
Like her decision to sprint away like a lunatic. I shook my head and fought a smile.
