“A breakfast burrito,” Calder clarified.
Robby sniffed at it, and his stomach growled loudly. “Thank you.”
They ate leaning against the counter. Robby made it halfway through his breakfast before he said, “Wyatt and Charlie said the papers know about my dad…and the other thing,” he hedged.
Calder paused, the burrito halfway to his lips. “The other thing?”
“Yeah, the…dead guy in my apartment.”
“I’m surprised Jasmine didn’t call.” Calder’s eyes went wide as soon as he realized what he’d said.
Robby’s gaze flicked upward. “Jasmine? How do you know my publicist’s name?”
Calder’s gaze turned back to his burrito before he stuffed the whole thing in his mouth, mumbling something Robby couldn’t make out.
His heart sank. “Please don’t tell me you fucked my publicist too.”
Calder swallowed audibly. “Fucked…no.”
Robby’s stomach dropped. “Seriously? Is there anybody I know who you haven’t slept with? Other than me?”
Calder flashed him a grin. “I don’t know who you know, so it’s hard to say.”
Robby huffed a breath out through his nose and set his burrito down, walking into Calder’s space. “I know Linc told you not to fuck me.”
Calder seemed to choke on the air. “What?”
“Wyatt said that Linc told you that you aren’t allowed to fuck me. Is that true?” Calder blinked down at Robby who plopped his hands on his hips. “I can practically hear you thinking. Did he say that or not?” Calder nodded, looking at Robby with just enough surprise to embolden him. “Is that why you said we had to keep things professional?”
“Yes,” Calder confirmed, his voice low.
“Is that the only reason you want to keep things professional?” Once more, Calder seemed to short circuit. “Don’t think, just answer.”
“No.”
That one hurt. It was like he’d been kicked in the stomach. “Are you just not interested in me now that we’ve fooled around?”
“No, angel face. That’s not it at all,” Calder drawled.
Robby folded his arms across his chest as if that could protect him from the answer to his next question. “Then what is it?”
Calder’s lips twitched in an aborted smile. “You’re being awfully aggressive.”
“Because I’m tired of turning this over and over in my head. You don’t understand what it’s like up here. I can’t stop thinking about it, about you. You couldn’t keep your hands off me four days ago, but now, it’s like I have the plague. Is it because I didn’t do something right? Because you realized I’m a virgin? I’m a really quick study, you know.”
Calder made a noise that sounded like something between a grunt and a growl and pinned Robby against the counter, invading his space in a way that stole his breath. “You are killing me here, kid. I’m trying to be the bigger person. You deserve better than me.”
Robby sucked in a shaky breath, dropping his hands to his sides. “But I just want you.”
Calder leaned in until his lips almost touched Robby’s cheek. “You have no idea what you’re saying. This is a very bad idea. I’m not a good guy.”
“Then prove it,” Robby murmured. “Be the bad guy. Use me up. Teach me.”
“But Linc—”
“Linc said you can’t fuck me,” Robby reminded him. “There are a lot of other things we can do between nothing and everything…isn’t there?”
Calder’s lips dragged along Robby’s cheek. “What’d you have in mind, angel face?”
