“You cannot be serious,” he muttered, but the way his eyes roamed said he was very much into this surprise.
Walking towards him, I used the plunger to point to some of the aging barrels. “Oh, I’m serious. Iseriouslyneed to be bent over one of your barrels.” I stepped into his space, lips brushing his ear. “I want you to ruin me over one.” I purred.
“Jesus, Evy.” His voice cracked with heat, his hands reaching for the zipper of the overalls as he slowly dragged it lower. “You say things like that and expect me to act civilised?” Arching a brow, he smirked, taking the plunger and throwing it away, “Let’s go plumber girl.” And then he was on me just as I’d wanted since he first teased me earlier. The hours of preparation were worth every second of that little act of foreplay as we made use of the aging whiskey in a manner definitely not up to distillery standards.
“My boss might get annoyed if I’m hungover tomorrow,” I teased, taking the cocktail from Cooper’s hand.
“I think he will forgive you after you deep throat his cock later tonight,” his breath was hot in my ear and my eyes widened.
“You can’t tease me like that when my brother is in the same room,” I grumbled, accepting the kisses he pressed to my mouth.
“Hasn’t stopped me before. I bet if I slipped my hand up that skirt, you’d be wet for me, wouldn’t you baby?” I suppressed a shiver, clenching my thighs tighter as he watched me knowingly.
“Pressing those legs together won’t dull that little ache that is throbbing for me, Evy girl.”
“Evangeline!” I threw an arched brow in his direction before turning to greet Felicity and Arna, who’d just arrived to join us at the bar.
It was a last-minute outing in the city. One which was needed after the fortnight prior, where I’d moved house and worked long hours in the day, while getting very little sleep wrapped in the arms of my dream man.
“Hey, how was your trip?” I asked, knowing Flick had just returned from time at home with her folks and younger brother.
“Same old,” she replied, “but let’s not bond over family induced trauma tonight.” She flicked a gaze towards Cooper who smirked, “Let’s just drink and dance.” I laughed. It seemed there were so many layers she kept buried behind sarcasm and smiles.
“Done.” We clinked our drinks before Arna and Andy sidled over, joining us at the bar where my brother was supposed to be making drinks, but had paused to do things I, as his sibling, should not be seeing him do to Marlee.
I slapped the bar loudly. “Hello, we are dehydrated over here!”
Marlee shook her head, “Like you can talk, Cooper practically had his hand up your skirt before,” she admonished with a devilish grin and my brother scowled.
“Flick needs a drink,” I called.
“So do I,” Arna said, pulling me in for a hug. “Hey, lovely.”
I’d had breakfast with the girls a few days earlier, sharing little pieces of information about the drama involving Cooper and his father, but not too much. I didn’t want to break his trust, and Iknew he would tell the boys what he was comfortable sharing. We’d spoken about it here and there, mostly conversations he instigated surprisingly and it was humbling to see the way he was opening up and actually talking about his feelings.
His mother had tried to call him, but he said he wasn’t ready yet and that was something I respected. He was already making so much progress with working through everything, even booking an appointment with the same therapist Marlee saw.
He’d also been hitting the gym with Seb more often, finding healthy ways to work through his pent-up frustration and I could not have been prouder. He looked happier, although, according to Xavier regular sex will do that to a person.
“Hey,” I grinned. “Have you heard from Win-” I stopped, noticing her and Jack heading straight for us.
“Heyyy,” Winter drawled, my grin instantly spreading as Arns spoke my thoughts aloud.
“Are you drunk, Winter Lennox?” She asked and Jack’s larger than life smile was as much of a giveaway as the laugh which ended in a hiccup from his girlfriend.
“It’s the only way I could get her here on such short notice,” Jack said, gesturing for her to take a seat on one of the stools while he stood behind her, accepting water from Seb.
“Is Coach coming?” Cooper asked.
Andy shook his head, “But he invited us to his place for poker tomorrow night. He’s been acting strange lately.”
“Stranger than normal?” Felicity said with an air of indifference.
“Strange even for him.” Andy confirmed, glancing at Jack who looked away knowingly.
“He knows something,” Marlee sang, pointing at Jack. “Spill the beans Jacky.”
“Don’t you say anything,” Winter’s intoxicated words dragged, and I chuckled as she tried to place her hand across his mouth, missing entirely and cupping his neck instead.
