Vail chewed on his bottom lip. “That might be wise. He helps keep me centered.”
“Call him,” Rowen whispered before kissing Vail on the cheek. “Anything to help you, angel.”
Vail grinned and cupped Rowen’s face, bringing him into a deep kiss that had my toes curling in my shoes.
I smiled at Fallon when he glanced at me, and he gave me one back, bumping his shoulder against mine.
“We should do something tonight.” Vail gave everyone a shy smile. “All of us. Maybe we could watch a movie?”
“Porn?” Fallon asked with a teasing lilt to his voice.
Vail laughed, while Rowen shook his head and Cillian smirked. I merely snorted and raised an eyebrow at him.
“And people think I’m the horny one.” Vail shook his head and waved his fork at Fallon. “You’re as bad as I am.”
Fallon had the audacity to look shocked with a parted mouth and a hand slapped to his chest. “Excuse me, I am not.”
“Ye flirt with anyone with two legs,” Rowen said.
“And don’t think we didn’t hear you, Cillian, and Aspen last week,” Vail continued, eyes narrowed. “I was heading in to see if Cillian was okay when I heard you.”
Cillian sent me a smirk, and I shrugged.
“We saw ye, ye dirty wee bug.” Cillian held out his hand, and Vail walked over to him and fell onto his lap. He wrapped his arms around Vail and brought him into a deep kiss that had Vail wriggling and grinding down on Cillian. Small whimpers escaped Vail’s mouth and it was hard to look away.
My dick twitched in my pants and I adjusted myself. Fallon’s lust-filled gaze met mine and he tilted toward me to run his hand over the bulge that was growing in my underwear.
“Ye’re a pack of dogs in heat,” Rowen grumbled. “Stop getting yerselves riled up. Sloan’s expecting us at work today. He sent Cillian an address we need to go to, and Vail’s got kids to teach. The last thing he wants to do is scare the living daylights out of the teenagers’ parents by showing up with a chubby.”
“Where are you going to be today?” Vail whispered against Cillian’s mouth, and he got a hard slap to the ass in answer.
“All ye need to know is we’ll be in the city, so don’t get up to any mischief, bug. We won’t be here to save yer cute arse.” Cillian lifted Vail to his feet, and Vail pouted, then grinned, before his face transformed to shock.
“I forgot I have an early appointment today. Oh no.” He spun so quickly he nearly tripped over his feet, but Cillian managed to grab him before he did. He hurried off and up the stairs, and all I could do was shake my head.
Fallon gave me one final squeeze before he took back his hand. If we didn’t have things to do, I’d fuck him over this table right now, where the other two could see me.
“Whatarewe doing today?” Fallon asked, his words directed more toward Rowen than Cillian, the glare returning to his eyes every time he looked in Cillian’s direction.
Rowen frowned between them and shrugged. “No idea. Sloan gave us an address and told us to be there at ten, which means we need to get a wriggle on. Eat yer food.”
Fallon huffed but dug into his breakfast, and I did as well. Halfway through eating, Vail came back, rushing into the dining room, and he gave us each a peck on the lips before he was gone. That wasn’t anything unusual; we’d learned Vail’s forgetfulness sometimes had him racing around and disappearing quickly. This wasn’t the first time he’d forgotten an appointment, but none of his clients ever said anything because he was good.
As tempting as it was to follow Fallon into his bedroom after we’d finished breakfast and went to get dressed, we didn’t have the time. We met near the front door, dressed in ridiculous suits that had me tugging on my collar with a grunt of frustration. I didn’t know why Sloan liked these clown costumes, but what the boss wanted wasn’t to be ignored. The suits weren’t going to stop me from wearing my Mets cap in the car, though.
As Fallon tugged on his jacket, his mouth quirked. He tapped the brim of my cap while I pulled on my winter coat. “You know they suck, right?”
Cillian laughed behind his fist. “Just because he’s fecking ye doesn’t mean ye can go and insult his team. I’d be watching yer words if I was ye.”
“Maybe ye should teach him a lesson, Aspen. A palm to the arse. It works for Vail,” Rowen added, his eyes darkening. I didn’t miss the way his gaze traveled down Fallon’s body, as though considering how much he’d love to be there if I did it.
I smirked and glanced at Fallon. “I just might.”
Fallon’s mouth popped open, apparently speechless, and the rest of us laughed.
“Never thought I’d see the day ye knocked the words clean out of him.” Cillian grabbed his keys out of his pocket and jangled them toward Fallon. “And with a mouth wide enough to stick me cock in.”
Fallon’s lips snapped closed and he grinned. “You wish.”
