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My breath stutters against his skin, and I arch forward. I want a repeat of what we did earlier. I really fucking want it.
But before we can even get started, Coop’s phone rings, and a second later the doorbell dings, as if someone is desperate to get inside.
We freeze and Coop’s head falls back, his hands slipping off of me.
“Who is it?” I ask, and he sighs.
“No idea, but I should go check. If it’s my parents, I will murder them for interrupting.”
I slide off him, and he steps out of the bathtub, pulling a robe on and walking out into the other room, his footsteps leaving wet marks on the tile.
I sit there in the warm, bubbly water, waiting for him to return, unsure if I should get out of the bath. I really hope it’s no one. I really fucking hope because I want him to come back and hold me again. I want to watch the bubbles in the bath disappear as we just exist.
But those hopes are dashed as soon as I hear my brother’s voice.
Max is here.
I quickly get out of the tub, pulling the drain open and drying off as fast as I can. With damp skin, I make my way into the other room, my hair still wet, my shirt halfway on.
As soon as I enter the living room, my fingers fumbling with the hem of my shirt, I spot Max standing there, looking so fucking happy.
Of course he is. He has someone who loves him.
He has his Bow-tie.
“Hey,” I say a little too gruffly, and Max’s eyes fly to mine. He takes me in and his lips twitch up as if he sees something different in me. But then again, I do feel like a different person than I was just a few weeks ago.
“Hey, little bro. Long time no see.”
I blush when his eyes turn to Coop. I’m pretty sure he can deduce what’s happened between us. It doesn’t take a fool to recognize it. We’re both wet, I’m blushing, and Coop looks smug as hell. But then again, he always looks like that, so maybe I can get away with this.
Maybe Max knows nothing.
“Did we interrupt something?” Max asks just as Beau steps inside, his arms full of paper bags.
“Hey, guys,” he says, placing a kiss on Coop’s cheek as he sets the bags on the counter. “Delivery time!”
“What is this?” I ask, peering inside, trying to divert attention away from Coop and me. I don’t think it’s working, but I’ll try like hell. Anything to stop the ribbing I’m sure is coming my way.
Not that I don’t deserve it.
“Oh, Coop texted me about your exciting trip to the dollar store, so we brought more things for you to bring when you drop off all the stuff to Magnus.”
I peer inside and see all sorts of crafty things.
“I had a closet full of unopened art stuff that I never used and figured the kids would love.”
“Yeah, that’s cool.”
Beau grins and nods, his eyes sliding across me and then landing on his best friend.
“Sorry to intrude on your evening, but we thought we’d stop by and see how it’s going. Did we interrupt a beauty routine?”
“More like a possible facial,” Coop mutters, and I feel my cheeks heat once more. Damn him. There was no way that was going to happen. I mean, something was going to happen, just not my dick exploding across his face.
But even so, the idea of it makes my dick twitch in my sweatpants. The thought of Coop’s tongue sticking out as I unload onto it makes me all sorts of hot.
Fuck. Not right now. Not where Beau and Max can see.
