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Walking in on my brother playing with sex toys wasn’t crazy awkward for him, but he couldn’t ask for a damn blanket?
“Lube?” I supplied helpfully.
It probably wasn’t the nicest thing I could’ve done — all right, it definitely wasn’t the nicest thing I could’ve or should’ve done. But seeing my uptight, always composed older brother at such a loss wasn’t an opportunity I could pass up.
He always had the upper hand — always.
Except for right now.
Adrian looked indignant, finally losing some of his shock. “I have that. It was one of the first things on the list.”
I nearly choked. For once, I was the one at a loss.
He looked around and grabbed the tube from the floor, flashing his cock in my direction and giving me a long look at his naked body. “See. This is well thought out. It’s research. I’ve got it well planned out.” He looked around at the sex toys and computer on the floor. “It’s just… It’s, well… Not quite what I expected.”
“That might be because you didn’t… You know… do anything but gather stuff,” I said, but my voice was much quieter then. Fuck, who knew my brother would have a body like that? He wasn’t a bodybuilder by any means, but he was all lean, sharp in just the right places and soft in the rest.
Right now, he was hard in all the right places too. I shifted uncomfortably, telling myself it wasn’t because I was reacting at all. I was staring, but he hadn’t said anything about it yet. So fuck it, I was going to look.
I was going to be going to that special hell that was usually reserved for lawyers and televangelists.
“Gathering information and the necessary equipment is the first start to any research project.” Adrian looked like he was offended. “And I have no desire to… injure myself, so there is no reason to rush. The paper isn’t due until the end of the semester.”
How he could just sit there and calmly talk about due dates and research projects in the same context as kink was beyond me. “Uh… huh.” I didn’t know what else to say, which was disconcerting.
I knew most people probably would’ve stammered out an apology, turned around, and fled. Of course, I also knew that most people would’ve kicked me out by now, too. The fact that Adrian hadn’t…
Ah, fuck, he was probably just that oblivious, and I was the pervert leering at his brother.
“There is nothing wrong with taking my time.” Adrian’s voice was starting to sound more indignant. “Just because you jump off every cliff and into every bed doesn’t mean that I have to.”
I froze, staring at him and running those words through my head again. Well, score two for the universe and none for me. First what’s-his-name, then Adrian, taking swings at me hurt more than I wanted to admit.
“Just because you’re too fucking scared to take a risk or let someone close to you doesn’t mean I have to be a prudish asshole,” I snapped.
And because I couldn’t stand the idea of what he might say in return, I fled like a little bitch, slamming the door closed behind me.
Chapter 3 Adrian
“Damn it.” I’d known it was mean the moment it’d left my mouth, but I hadn’t been able to stop myself. It was like we were kids all over again, with him so cool and me always ending up looking like a loser.
Owen had just been standing there in the door frame looking so confident and smug, and I’d spoken without thinking.
I glanced down at the toys and sighed. He wouldn’t have been researching and planning. He would have jumped right in, shoved the tail up his ass, and discovered what it was like to be a puppy.
“And you’ve been staring at sexual enhancement products for far too long today.” It was time to put everything away when that image wouldn’t get out of my head.
I started picking up the toys and getting up off the floor. “Besides, he would clearly be the master in that situation, not the pup.” Arranging the lube and toys carefully in my bedside drawer, I looked down at my cock. “And what was up with you? Being watched was not the fetish we decided to explore.” I hadn’t been able to figure out a way to research that without involving too many other people, but evidently, my dick hadn’t gotten the memo.
Owen was going to think…
“Hell if I know.” Cursing was starting to feel more natural by the minute. I guess I’d just had to find the right catalyst. Owen walking in on my research project definitely qualified.
Picking my laptop off the floor, I carried it over to the bed and went to grab my clothes from my desk chair where I’d folded them earlier. Keeping things neat made me feel calmer, more secure. It was also something else Owen lorded over me. He didn’t need things picked up to feel relaxed. He could ignore the clutter and still have a good time.
Once I was dressed, I felt a little safer… less vulnerable. I’d never been watched like that, like he could see right through me and knew what was going on in my head. He’d probably been shocked and horrified at what I was doing, but I’d never been able to read Owen very well.
I wasn’t sure what he was thinking, but it couldn’t be good. I knew he was even more sarcastic and mocking when he was angry or upset, so judging by the comments he’d made, I had to have pushed him too far. Was I supposed to apologize?
