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He just grinned. “You’ve got blue balls, don’t you?” He sat back in his chair with a smug smile.
I did. Sort of. The problem was, my balls, or more accurately my cock, only wanted one woman. A woman Ash suggested I needed to stay away from.
“I’m just being more discriminating.” I looked down at my glass as I wiped condensation off the edge.
Chase slapped a hand on my back. “I do believe baby brother is growing up.”
I shoved his arm off me. “If I am, I’m doing it earlier than any of you ever did. You were over thirty, weren’t you, Chase?”
“He’s still an asshole,” Hunter said with humor in his voice.
Chase laughed. “He’s not wrong, though.”
Ash rejoined us at the table.
“The junk working right?” Hunter asked. “You’ll need it to be full throttle tomorrow night.”
Ash grinned. “Oh, it will be working alright. What did I miss?”
“Turns out Kade here might be growing up,” Hunter said.
“He’s pointed out that he’s maturing earlier than we did,” Chase added.
“How can you tell?” Ash asked.
“He’s not interested in a single woman in this place,” Chase answered.
“None? That one over there looks nice.” Ash pointed to the woman who had approached him.
My brothers looked at me. I shook my head.
“I’m telling you, it’s the maid of honor,” Hunter said. “Did you see him feeding her last night?”
I glanced at Ash, wondering if he was going to warn me away again. He frowned as he looked over at me.
“What about it, Kade? Have you got a hard-on for Beth’s friend?” Chase asked.
“My dick is none of your business.” I took another long swig of my drink.
“That sounds like a yes, to me,” Hunter said.
Ash leaned forward toward me. “I’m not going to tell you how to live your life—”
“Except you’re about to,” Chase said.
Ash glared at him and then turned his attention back to me. “If you like her, then okay. But she’s not a one-night fuck buddy.”
“Calm down, Ash,” Chase said.
Ash sat back and took a deep breath. “I just don’t want her to get hurt. She’s got a lot on her plate with her ill mother and trying to make ends meet.”
Ill mother? “You’re a billionaire, why don’t you help them?” I asked.
“We’ve tried. She and her mother are stubborn. They don’t want our money unless they work for it. Beth and I are trying to find a loophole around it that won’t make her feel like a charity case.”
“Speaking of charity,” Hunter said. “What’s the deal with giving Ben a job that he’s not doing?”
Ash sighed. “I keep hoping he’ll come around.”
“Around the bend? Because his life is one long bender,” I said.
“The good news is that he’s not slowing us down,” Chase said. “But he is dead weight.”
“I’ll work on it. But it’s my bachelor party, so I’d rather not think about it tonight.”
“Since we’re not going to partake of the women, why don’t we head over to the Lampshade?” Hunter said, suggesting the quiet bar in Midtown.
We all agreed that it was a good idea. Twenty minutes later, we were in a booth sipping our drinks and talking like four brothers who gave a shit about each other. Not that long ago, I couldn’t have imagined spending an evening drinking with my brothers. For the longest time, we were all at odds with each other. Then slowly, Chase, Hunter, and Ash grew closer and I felt like the fucking step-brother, odd man out. But not tonight. Tonight, I felt like I had their respect and friendship. I still thought my father’s plan was crazy, but I had to admit that it changed the relationship between us four brothers. I doubted it was what my father was shooting for, but it was a nice result.
Later that night, I lay in bed, recovering from another orgasm thanks to Morgan and my great imagination. Ash’s words came back to me.
If you like her, then okay. But she’s not a one-night fuck buddy.
There was no doubt I wanted to fuck her, but it was more than that. I wanted to introduce her to all the foods she hadn’t experienced. I wanted to cook with her. I wanted to know more about what she liked to cook. I wanted to help her and her mother. That was more than wanting a fuck buddy, right?
In the past, I’d been with interesting women, but for both of us, the goal was an orgasm, or two or three. I wanted an orgasm with Morgan, but that wasn’t all that I wanted. What did that mean? And did she feel the same about me? She’d been totally into tasting my food and talking about food. And I was sure she was as into that kiss as I had been. It had been so fucking hard to pull away from her. That kiss was like a fast-acting drug. One hit, and I was hooked. But I’d been so concerned about going too far, too fast that I’d pulled away, and then rushed off to avoid fucking her there in the alley; so I hadn’t paid too close attention to her reaction.
