“What the fuck? Since when and why am I just finding out about it?”
“Since Sunday, so not long.”
“Long enough to have sent me a text. Fucking hell, Quinn. I need to know things like this.”
I roll my eyes. “You’re so dramatic sometimes. You’d get on well with Hendrix.”
He taps his lips. “Hendrix is the cute twink?”
“Is he cute? I hadn’t noticed.”
Rubin smirks. “Like hell you hadn’t.”
“He’s not my type.” I tilt my head. “Is he yours?”
“Anyone is my type. As long as they’re not an axe murderer or a cheater.”
“That doesn’t narrow the field down by much.”
“I know, right? I’ve got to keep my options open. So broody Stefan is off bounds, which leaves cute twink Hendrix and…?”
“Rory.”
“Sexy Irish accent?”
“I’m not sure it’s sexy.”
“Of course, it is. The Irish accent is the world’s sexiest accent.”
I stare at him for a few seconds. “That’s not true. Is it?”
“No clue. You are far too gullible.” He sits up and waves at my drafting desk. “Chop-chop. Get work done, and then we can hang out together.”
“And what are you going to do?”
“Chat up your single housemates.” He stands, grinning from ear to ear.
“Please don’t.”
“Why? If you can shag one, surely I can too? Or two! Do you think Hendrix and Rory would be up for a threesome?”
“Hendrix would if he can record it.”
Rubin’s eyes light up. “Kinky.”
“He’s a cam boy. I can guarantee Rory wouldn’t be up for it, though. Would you?”
“A threesome or being filmed having one?”
“Being filmed.” I’m fairly sure my stepbrother would be up for a threesome as long as they were all having fun.
Rubin shrugs. “I don’t know. Why not?”
“It would be put on the internet for people to see.”
He purses his lips. “I’d have to think longer about that.”
“I’d be worried about someone I work for seeing a video like that.”
