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“Ow.”
“Get your grubby fingers out of the food.”
“Yes, I’ll go riding with you.” Fresh air and being on a horse sounded like exactly what I needed.
Besides that, I suddenly felt like I didn’t really want to be alone.
And that was the upside of a big family.
ChapterNine
MacKay
“Did you make it home okay?”
Which was about the world’s dumbest question because Dylan had dropped her off and he was back in the apartment already. If she wasn’t okay, I would know. It was an excuse to call her and a stupid one at that but I hadn’t even hesitated.
“Yes, thanks. I’m sorry to ditch out on you for the ride home but I was a little concerned Dylan doesn’t like me and I wanted to try to smooth things over.”
Dylan definitely had something odd going on and I couldn’t quite figure out all the nuances. “How was he? Better?” He’d seemed fine. He’d said hello to me and ordered himself a pizza.
“I think so. He did warn me to watch out for Malcolm. That he won’t like it if we’re, you know, doing things on the side.”
“What things are we doing on the side?” I asked, even as I pictured her mouth sliding over my cock. I wanted her to say it out loud.
“MacKay,” she said. It wasn’t flirty. It was censorious.
That was probably all for the best, but that didn’t mean I had to like it. “Faith,” I said, my tone light. I didn’t want her to be upset with me. Not after the night we’d had, where the damn pinnacle of human pleasure had been achieved. I was surprised the hotel was still standing because the energy between us could have moved at very least a mountain or two. A cheap hotel should have crumbled.
“What are you doing tonight?” she asked. “Can I send you some of these apartments the real estate agent pulled and you can tell me what you think?”
I swiveled my desk chair around to stare at the four walls of my undecorated bedroom with its unmade bed. “I’m not busy. Send them to me. You already found an agent to work with, that’s impressive.”
“Dylan said Ian could help me so I reached out to him. He was really nice about it.”
So she’d spent the whole day either in a car with one of my brothers or on the phone with one. Maybe she’d like to go to dinner with Malcolm while she was at it since the day wasn’t over yet. Fortunately, I was smart enough to keep that ridiculous thought to myself.
“He has a nice apartment. It’s the first floor of a house,” I said, keeping it casual. I was a friend, not a jealous lover. Except that I most definitely felt like I wanted to threaten my brothers to stay away from Faith.
I had an empty paper coffee cup sitting on my desk and I ruthlessly crushed it in an attempt to release some of my tension. Oh, hell, yeah, I was a jealous lover. Ex-lover. Could you call it being a lover? Probably not. That implied a romantic relationship and we didn’t have that. Two night stand? Hookup guy.
Damn it. I looked around for something else to throw. I settled for kicking my wastebasket under my desk.
“Okay, I just sent them. Can I call you back in five after you’ve looked at them?”
I didn’t want her to end the call. “Just stay on the phone. I’ll drop them to my laptop and look at them with you.”
“Great, thanks. I think I like the second one the best. The one over the coffee shop. How fun would that be to just roll out of bed and go downstairs for coffee? I could meet people that way too, being a regular and all.”
Faith sounded excited and she should be. This was a new chapter in her life. An adventure. “That does sound like a plus.” I talked to her on speaker while I airdropped the links she’d sent me to my computer.
I found the apartment she was talking about. It was cozy and looked clean. “I like the idea of you being on the second floor. First floor apartments are too easy to break into.”
“I guess. I don’t think about stuff like that.”
“Are you trying to stress me out?” I clicked on the first apartment she’d sent. It was on the first floor, abutting the parking lot. Literally everyone going to the door of the building would be walking past her apartment windows. “Do you close your blinds at night?”
“Usually. But not religiously. Sometimes I forget. Okay, a lot of times I forget.”
