“Shut. Up.”
I can’t help my smile.
“I’m definitely going home with you tonight, but I have appointments tomorrow,” I explain. “Unless you think you’ll need me to stay with you.”
He shakes his head. “Maybe it’ll be different tomorrow, but I think I’ll be okay.”
Omar smiles at Rami, then puts his arm around Anders. “It’s not the same as you and your brother, but I’d like to note that our son kills like he’s breathing.”
“I don’t know if that’s anything to be proud of,” Rami responds, rubbing the back of his head. “I mean, is this a delayed trauma response? Am I going to wake up in a pool of my own snot and tears tomorrow?”
Anders lifts his good shoulder. “Maybe. But you are related to me, so probably not.” He turns to me, gesturing at my untucked shirt. “By the way, that injection Maya gave you might leave you a little randy tonight.” He gestures to Rami’s untucked shirt. “I’m sure my son will be happy to accommodate.”
Rami drops his chin to his chest. “Dad.”
“Serum boners and murder boners are completely natural, son. We’ve all had them. It’s nothing to be ashamed of.”
H and H nod, and so does Maya. She laughs at my shocked expression and shrugs. “Lady boners count.”
“And that’s coming from an aegoromantic,” Anders provides helpfully.
Maya stares up at the stars. “Dad.”
I elbow Rami. “See? He was just waiting for the appropriate time to bring up the other kinds of boners.”
“You’re not cute,” he grumbles. “Also, now that my dads are aware that we’re sleeping together, you do know this meansthey’ll take every opportunity to scare the shit out of you, right?”
Whatever. I’m over being scared shitless of the dads.
“That’s fine,” I say out loud. “Just as long as they know I plan on taking it out on your ass every time they do.”
I return a wink to Anders, who laughs his ass off.
Omar looks at all of us like we’re a bunch of disappointments, then kisses Anders’ cheek again. “I can’t wait to tell Mama Bash that one of our children is a stone-cold killer.”
Anders’ grin is terrifying. “She’ll be so happy.”
Maya sends me an apologetic grimace. “Welcome to the family.”
25
RAMI
The elevator doorsopen and we tumble out into the wide foyer. Maya and the cousins head straight for the beer fridge, but I hold Truett back.
“How much longer do we need to keep this polymer on True’s hand?” I ask, kissing his neck as they distribute Shiners among themselves.
Maya holds up a beer, and Truett and I shake our heads. She sees how close we’re standing next to each other, and her mouth quirks into a sharp grin. She twists off the cap before taking a few glugs.
“Actually, you should be able to crack it off now. Want me to take care of that for you?”
I grab Truett’s hand and start dragging him back toward my room. “No worries. I think we can figure it out.”
Whistles and taunts follow us down the hallway and are cut off when I shut the door, the soundproofing a perk of living in a high-end building. I turn to True.
“Are you still as fucking horny as I am?”
He lets out a long, dramatic breath, then holds up his HanSolo hand. “I’m pretty sure there’s something in here that makes me want to fuck you into the mattress.”
