Cal laughs. “Okay, that’s a polite way of telling us you’ll come for us if we hurt your brother, right?”
“Basically, yes.”
“We wouldn’t,” Gabe says. “We adore your brother.”
“Good to know.”
I have no intentions of hurting Corey either. I want to get to know him better, not drive him away.
“How did you all meet?” Archie asks, his tone shifting from cautionary to upbeat.
“At a local munch,” I say. “Hamish was on the lookout for new people to invite to his parties.”
“We’d already met,” Cal adds, waving between himself and Hamish. “I took the rather spectacular photo that graces the back cover of his books.”
“Spectacularly out of date,” Gabe says. “It’s a wonder anyone recognises you.”
“I haven’t changed that much,” Hamish mutters.
Cal grins at me. “You should tell Archie about the second time you and Hamish met.”
“I don’t think that story needs to be told,” Hamish says.
“You mean the hospital encounter?”
Cal nods.
“Archie disnae want to hear about that,” Hamish snaps.
IfI was a sub, I might pay attention to the stern note in his voice. But I’m not. I might be a soft-hearted Daddy Dom, but I don’t quiver when a sterner Dom tries to exert his authority over me.
Archie gasps. “In thehospital?”
I smirk. I love telling this story, even if it does make Hamish squirm every single time. Or maybe that’swhyI enjoy telling it. “Don’t worry. Hamish wasn’t the patient,” I assure Archie. “The guy he was playing with was.”
Hamish buries his face in his hands. “It was a long time ago.”
I half expect Archie to jump in and tell me he doesn’t need to hear it, but when he doesn’t save Hamish from the embarrassment, I carry on with glee.
“They’d been playing with atoy, and it got stuck.”
“Hewas playing with a toy while I was in the shower,” Hamish says indignantly. “I’dnever do anything so careless.”
“You must have seen some interesting things, working in Accident and Emergency,” Archie says.
Oh, so he is going to save Hamish after all. Such a shame.
“Up people’s arses, you mean?” I ask.
Archie chuckles. “Yeah.”
“Sex toys are the most frequent, especially anal plugs that don’t have a flanged base to stop them from going too deep. Someone did come in after having tried to use an aubergine as a dildo, though.”
Archie stares at me, jaw slack. “Really?”
“Honest to god. I don’t recommend it. Or beer bottles.” I shake my head. “Luckily, the bottledidn’tbreak inside my patient’s anus.”
Everyone winces.
