I'll be a good boy and do what you said.
Chapter eleven
Ezrah
Waking up with Sebastian on top of me, his hard cock pressed against mine, nearly made me lose control.
I had to physically restrain myself and remind myself that he's my ex's younger brother. If he had been anyone else, I would have pulled him down and devoured his sinful lips.
Fuck. Don't think about his lips.
My gaze betrays me anyway, dropping to those lips as he sips his coffee.
I'm not sure I believe him when he says he's feeling better. Yesterday, he scared me. But I don't want to push too hard. For now, I hope he knows he can count on me. And I'll keep reminding myself that he's my ex's brother.
"So, you've started eating breakfast, huh?" I ask, breaking the silence.
"Yes. It's all thanks to you."
"What?"
"You said breakfast is the most important meal, so I followed your order and started eating it."
I can't tell if he's joking. He says it so seriously, and then smiles. I've never noticed how bright he looks when he smiles like that.
My throat goes dry. I swallow hard and sip my coffee.
"That's good," I manage.
He looks perfectly comfortable, sipping away, but I'm on edge and I don't know why. The silence feels suffocating.
"What was your time in England like?" I ask. Not just to fill the silence, but because I'm curious. "Did you have fun besides studying?"
A guarded look flashes across his face, gone so quickly I almost missed it.
"It was fun, but not as good as being here."
"Did you make new friends?"
"No. You know I'm not good at making friends. I have only my best friend, but we've been besties since we were sixteen."
"Why haven't I ever heard of him?"
"He lives away. Besides, you never asked about my friends."
I feel like an asshole. It's true. Aziel and I were always wrapped in each other, barely paying attention to anyone else. And whenever I suggested including Sebastian, Aziel always made an excuse.
"I'm sorry about that," I say, and I mean it. He must have felt very lonely.
"No. You have nothing to apologize for. I was just the little annoying brother of your boyfriend."
The words are cold, factual, and true.
Then the corner of his lips lifts, and if I didn't know better, I'd swear there was heat in his eyes.
"But I'm no longer a kid. And I'm no longer the baby brother of your boyfriend. I'm a man. I hope you see that."
I swallow hard.
