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“Watson, everyone can see us,” I reminded him.
He shrugged. “You don’t like my body or my face?” He leaned down so that his lips were right next to my ear. “My cock not good enough for you? Because it sure seemed like it last night when you sucked me so hard I came in your mouth.” Watson took a step back to stare at me with fire in his eyes. “Looks like the Uber is here.”
I couldn’t speak as we climbed into the back of the car and verified the address to our parents’ house. Watson wanted to pick up some of his things to bring back to the apartment tonight. I was trying to come up with the right words to say to him, and when I turned to look at him, he was watching me.
“You’re quiet,” he commented before bringing his hand up to comb it through my hair.
I love you. That’s what I wanted to say. Only I couldn’t. “You know I find you insanely attractive.” I blurted out, and my hand came up to rub at my sternum.
“Thank you.” Watson stroked my cheek. “Can I ask you why you keep doing that?” He made the motion over his own chest.
I felt a blush creep over my cheeks. “Uh...”
“It’s all right if you don’t want to tell me. We all have our secrets.”
“What secrets are you keeping, Watson?”
He only grinned. “Another time, baby.” The nickname seemed to surprise him as much as it did me, but we had pulled up in front of our parents’ house. I quickly paid and tipped the driver so we could climb out of the car.
“Boys!” Mom was on the front porch, waving happily. “It’s so good to see you. I hope you’ll stay for dinner.” She held out her arms, and we both stepped in, something we hadn’t done since we were teenagers.
Watson nudged my side. “Sure, Mom. Is Dad going to be here?”
“Uh, no.” She stuttered slightly. “I’m afraid he’s working late again.”
I caught the side-eye Watson gave me as she pulled back. “But I made enough to feed an army, so don’t worry about that.” Mom pressed a kiss to Watson’s head. “How are you feeling, sweetie?” Which was code for have you remembered anything?
“Fine, Mom, nothing to report. No memories have come back yet,” Watson told her. “I’m going to stay at Holt’s for a couple of days, if that’s all right. I don’t want to burden you and Dad.” He held up a hand when she started to protest. “He already has all the doctor’s information for when we’re at the track, and if anything happens, we’ll make sure you know. I’m a big boy now. You don’t have to worry so much.”
Mom’s brown eyes moved to me.
“I’ll take care of him. Scout’s honor.” I held up two fingers.
“You weren’t even a scout.” Watson elbowed me.
“So?” I elbowed him back, and that turned into him putting me into a headlock, giving me a noogie, and yanking me down the steps of the porch and onto the grass.
Watson laughed. “I’ll always be the bigger brother, H, so you might as well give up now!” He started to tickle my side with his free hand, and I poked at his stomach with my fingers.
“Not fair!” I double over as tears poured down my face. I had always been the more ticklish of us.
“Boys, be careful!” Mom giggled from the porch. “I swear, the way the two of you still horse around like you’re kids...”
“Be careful.” Watson’s husked voice caused goosebumps to break out over my skin, and then he easily lifted me before placing me on the ground so he could straddle my hips. “Oh, someone is awake.” He smirked.
My eyes went wide. “Watson,” I hissed. “Mom is literally right there.”
“And your father is right here.” Dad’s voice was louder than I had ever heard. “This is what I have to come home to?”
Watson helped me to my feet once he climbed to his own. “We were just playing around,” he assured him.
“Is that what you call it?” Dad grunted.
I brushed off my backside. “Hi, Dad.” The look on his face was anything but happy. “Uh, maybe we won’t stay for dinner,” I muttered.
“Probably for the best.” Dad started toward the house, ignoring Mom, and letting the screen door slam behind him.
Watson gripped the back of his neck. “See what I’m talking about?” He grimaced. “It’s like he hates the sight of me. I’m glad that I don’t have to stay here tonight.” He sighed.
