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“Oh, thank god.”
32
***Fisher***
“Well.” I stared across the table at Booth. We were sitting at a Mexican place we both liked off campus and it was time to talk about Ella. There’d been an elephant in the truck with us on the ride over and, no matter how awkward it felt, we had to sort it out.
Booth stared back at me and cleared his throat. “Well.”
A waiter brought over chips and salsa and took our drink order. As soon as he left, I met Booth’s eyes and groaned. “I don’t even know what to say, man.”
He nodded. “Me either. I can’t say I like knowing what you sound like when you come, dude. I’m feeling awkward as hell.”
I cringed. “Don’t even say it. I can’t think about it.”
“That was crazy. How did that even happen? Were you aiming for that? Because I wasn’t aiming for that. All of a sudden, it was just happening.” He rubbed his face and shoved a chip into his mouth, talking around it. “She’s a siren. Or a witch. I don’t know how else we ended up in that position.”
“Don’t say position.” I thanked the waiter for our drinks and we placed the same order we always did. “But, no, I wasn’t aiming for that. I just went with it.”
We were quiet for a few minutes, both of us lost in thought. Finally, Booth looked up from where he was breaking a chip into a dozen little pieces. “The weirdness between us aside… How was it?”
I couldn’t lie. “It was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever done.”
He let out a deep sigh of relief. “Thank fuck. I was starting to worry that I was fucked in the head. Having her like that…”
I nodded swiftly. “Yeah, I know. It was intense knowing that we were both…you know.”
“Again, I hate that I know what you sound like, but…I wouldn’t say no to more.” Booth gulped down half of his drink in one go and swallowed loudly. “I want her alone. Obviously. But sharing her was so hot. I can’t imagine if we went all the way.”
I shifted in my seat and blew out a shaky breath. I’d been thinking the same thing all night. I didn’t even know how many times I’d come from the thought of both of us fucking Ella. I just knew my dick needed a break. “It would’ve happened last night if Vaughn hadn’t come home when he did. She wanted us as much as we wanted her.”
“Fucking Vaughn.”
“Yep. Fucking Vaughn.” I looked around the mostly empty restaurant. “I feel like he’s going to pop out from behind a bush at any moment and dropkick me through a window.”
“Same. I had to sit next to him in the truck last night with Ella’s scent all over my face and breath. The whole drive I was debating if he’d be willing to kill himself to kill me by yanking the steering wheel and sending us into oncoming traffic.” He shuddered. “I’ve never been happier to park my truck before.”
“Part of me wants to tell him to fucking loosen up about her but another part of me realizes that if you two were trying to fuck someone in my family, I’d be pretty pissed, too.”
“She’s not part of his family, though. They were step-siblings a decade ago.” Booth went quiet as our food was dropped off. “He doesn’t talk about her or anything at all the entire time we’ve known him and suddenly he’s trying to be the world’s most protective stepbrother? It’s weird.”
I nodded. “I know. I’ve never seen him go feral like this before. It’s almost enough to make me want to keep my hands to myself.”
We both paused and then Booth laughed. “That ship has sailed, buddy.”
“What I’m hearing you say is that the damage has already been done so we should just keep going until we can’t anymore?”
He grinned. “Seems silly to try to put spilled milk back in the carton.”
“I don’t think that’s how that saying goes.”
“Fuck off.”
We finished our late lunch and hung out for a while, watching an NFL game. By the time we got home it was already dark out. Neither of us admitted that we were actively avoiding having to face Vaughn but that’s what was happening. Our efforts were in vain, though, because as soon as we pulled into the driveway, there he was.
“Oh, fuck. He looks pissier than usual, doesn’t he?” I went ahead and got out of the truck, fully expecting to get punched once I did.
Vaughn stopped in front of my truck and glared at us. “You’re screwing Ella.”
