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These aren’t the kind of people that fuck around. No one would have found my body and no one would have talked. That’s the side of the street I play on sometimes.
Tor’s eyes go wide. “This distraction have three tits or something?” Tor asks drawing my attention back to him. “Was she dipped in gold and drenched in diamonds? Only time I’ve seen you look twice at a female is when you’re sizing up a piece of their jewelry.”
He lets out a hoot as the sounds of his kids playing in the pool outside mix with the Moana soundtrack. I blow out a long breath, swallowing another gulp of coffee watching his wife Natalie outside with the kids and she’s so fucking pregnant, it hurts to look at her, but she is as happy as a clam while I wonder for the millionth time what she is doing with my ugly fucking brother.
“A few too many Stoli’s, maybe.” I say trying to end the conversation with my brother I shouldn’t have started.
“You fucking don’t drink too much when you play cards. In fact, you never drink too much,” he challenges. “Winning is your only drug.”
“You should know.”
He shrugs. “True. Although, the high I got from winning cases isn’t there anymore. I win every day I wake up next to my wife. I win looking at the evidence of my seed running all over my house.”
“Dude.” I scratch my cheek, then wave him off. “No fucking talk about your seed. Jesus.”
All he offers in another shrug. “Just ‘cause you want nothing to do with procreation doesn’t mean you won’t someday dude. You’ll meet the right one and, bam. It’s breeding fantasies ‘til the cows come home. Yeah, speaking of cows...dude, the tits, the milk...”
“Fuck you Tor. Shut the fuck up, you are way over sharing.”
He shrugs, taking a sip of his coffee and looking out the window toward the pool then down at his mug. He turns to look out at Natalie who waves and blows him a kiss. “I usually get some nice fresh cream in my morning coffee …”
I groan. “You’re a dick, you know that?”
I’m not going to tell him I had my first flash of that mating instinct last night. I’m not ready for that level of admission right now. I shake my head, trying to regroup because in two hours, I have to go play in some charity softball game because I was a fucking mess after the blonde disappeared and I lost a big fucking hand to the host.
Only, he added one little cherry on top of our bet. If I lost, I had to go play in his daughter’s charity softball game today. They needed a ringer and everyone there knows in a previous life I could play the shit out of that kind of field.
Fuck, I’m no sort of philanthropist at the best of times, and kids? The only ones I tolerate are my nieces and nephews.
So today should be about as pleasant as a sandpaper hand job.
Natalie’s cheerful, chirping voice comes from behind me. “Cyrus! I’m glad you’re early because Sophia and Chance are coming by soon. I just love her new man, don’t you? I’m so happy for her. Finding her one.” I turn to see her waddling toward Tor, her enormous belly leading the way. She’s wearing a red and white striped bikini and I wince thinking what women go through in order for our species to survive. She winks at Tor, who immediately walks to her side and kisses her like I’m not in the room.
By now, I’m used to their level of affection, or I should be. Doesn’t help that my sister and her new husband Chance are just as bad about the PDA. What’s worse, is she just announced to the family last week they are expecting their first kid.
I draw the coffee mug to my lips, leaning back against the counter while they swap spit like a couple high schoolers in the back seat of a Buick and for a second, I allow myself to be swept away into a fantasy of the gorgeous blonde, wondering what she would look like swollen and bred with my seed…
Fuck. Stop. They’re indoctrinating you.
“Anyway.” Natalie leans into Tor’s chest when he finally takes his tongue out of her mouth. He’s looking at her like she just descended from heaven itself, and a spike of jealousy pokes in my gut at what I see in my brother’s eyes. She smiles, cocking her head, her soft brown waves falling over her cheek. “You’re early and you have a shiner. Must have been quite a night. Being single is so exciting.”
I nod. “It’s a fucking Mardi Gras.”
She lets out this little gasp, then grits her teeth in a broad smile. “It was over a girl, wasn’t it?” She crinkles her nose on a hopeful shrug looking up at Tor.
I grunt in response clearing my throat trying to answer without making things worse. “What’s with you two? You have telekinesis?”
“I think you mean telepathy.” Natalie bobs her eyebrows and grabs Tor’s chin. “We have many things between us.” She licks her lips and Tor reaches down and takes a handful of her barely-covered ass.
“Please. Your kids can see you.”
“They see plenty.” Tor kisses Natalie on the top of the head, then smacks her behind as he whispering in her ear. “Dickhead here may have figured out what it’s like when you get your first look at the one.”
“Reeeeeeally?” Natalie’s voice sparkles with renewed hope.
“Don’t.” I jab my index finger toward Tor then Natalie. “Some girl I saw for a few seconds. It’s nothing. And do not tell mom or gran. Or Sophia. Those three will be on me like the fucking CIA.”
“I make no promises.” Natalie throws her hands up fluttering her eyelashes and turns toward the refrigerator. “I’ll get started on the pancakes. Can you guys go out and watch the kids? Megan is sleeping in the cabana, but Tabitha and Chase are sitting at the patio table waiting to get back in the water.”
