Oliver was right; Kat is beautiful, intelligent, caring, andmine, and despite my brother having called dibs on her tonight, I don’t have it in me to let him have that time alone with her.
No, I’d been serious about making him share, especially after Vince so kindly interrupted this morning.
I know it was necessary, but my balls don’t seem to give a fuck about that. Kat’s already hard to resist, but after over twenty-four hours of being teased, walking around hard and aching…
Well, the only reason I’m not eating Kat for dinner on this table is the tiny girl beside her.
Though my mind can easily picture it all the same.
“Alex.”
I blink away the vision of Kat spread out on the table for me, wet and whiny, and curse myself for letting myself picture it so vividly.
Adjusting, I look up to find Kat watching me, her eyes full of mild confusion as she looks me over.
She’s so innocent that there’s no way she will understand what ails me on her own. Thankfully, Des is quick to step in.
He pushes up from his chair, moving down the table to reach for the salad bowl. Which leaves him right in Kat’s ear, and the smile that twists his lips tells me just how much he enjoys teasing her.
I know the second she understands, as her face turns the most beautiful shade of red and her gaze becomes fixed on her lap.
“Desmond,” Nathan says in a voice that's meant to warn him away, but the damage is done, and Nathan doesn’t sound all that serious if you ask me. Des leaves the salad behind as he moves back to his seat, a self-satisfied smile on his face, and when he meets my gaze, he winks.
The little shit.
He’s been nothing but ecstatic since this morning. I don’t blame him; as much as I enjoy sharing, having Kat one-on-one is…
There aren’t really words for it.
Des sent both Nathan and me a few pictures, providing the ultimate distraction and a new kink I didn’t know I had, much to Vince’s annoyance. They’re now in a secure folder on my phone, which I have every intention of filling.
Before I can stop myself, I’m fishing my phone from my pocket.
Just a quick peek.
“Oh! No phones at the table!” Addy shouts, and I can hear the smile on her little face.
She got me.
She reaches out, wiggling her little fingers as she waits for me to hand it over. Thankfully, I didn’t make it to the photos, so I can, but I think I have a better idea.
“It’s something for work, so how about I hand it to Uncle Vince so that if it's really important, he can let me know.” She purses her lips as she thinks it over before giving a nod and turning back to Kat and Oliver to keep talking about some princess movie she wants to see.
Oliver has always been her go-to for that kind of thing; he takes her to the theater for every new showing. It’s something just for them, but now it seems they have a new member, and with how red his ears are, I’d say this will be good for them.
Vince walks around the table, his eyes narrowing as he moves toward me, and I take the few moments I have to click into the folder, picking a picture that isn’t too revealing but enough.
It’s mostly Kat’s back; just the slight swell of her ass is visible, her head is resting on her arms that are folded on the bed, fingers dug into the sheets, and if you didn’t know what was happening based on that, her face sure as hell tells you.
She’d been so lost in her pleasure I’d be shocked if she even registered he took the picture, but it’s perfect, raw, and real, and, fucking hell, this was meant to tease Vince, not me.
He can act like our little redheaded beauty isn’t getting under his skin, but I know better. Vince and Nathan have been friends since they were teenagers, and as much as we might butt heads often, he’s family now, and I know him better than he would ever care to admit.
Which is proven when he walks past, grabs my phone, and does a double-take.
His eyes snap up to meet mine, narrowing as his nostrils flare.
It’s nothing huge, and I’m sure nobody else noticed, but it’s enough for me. Getting any kind of response from Vince is a win in my book.
