I walked into the room Katon had pointed to and muttered, “Holy shit.” Ryo looked hot in his suits, but he looked smoking in jeans and a plain black tee. “You look delicious,” I told him as I walked up to the huge-arse table.
His cheeks pinked, and he snapped, “Shut up.”
Ruin chuckled, and Wolf smiled as he watched his friend.
I took the seat next to Ryo and gazed at the food in front of us.
“It was just placed down when we heard that you’d arrived,” Ryo told me.
I winked. “All good, baby.”
“Don’t call me that.”
“You got it, snookums.”
Ryo sighed and glowered at Wolf.
“Ruin, good to see you. How’s the brothers?”
“Same, same. How’s life since the last time I saw you?”
Looking to Ryo, I answered, “Great.”
“Let’s eat,” Ryo said.
We dished up our food while Ruin told us a story about his friend, Texas. I kept glancing over at Ryo. I couldn’t get enough of watching him. He moved gracefully even as he ate. I didn’t want to look away. Also, he was damn handsome and cute with the way he made a point of ignoring my stare.
“Link, how did things finish with Ross?” Wolf asked, and I realised Ruin had finished talking and that I’d missed most of his story.
“Yeah, fine. We’ll keep an eye on him. Ruin, you should’ve seen my man?—”
“I’m not your man.”
“—at the meeting. He cut off the guy’s fingers because he’d called me a stupid fucker.”
Ruin chuckled. “I heard.”
“I did not do it for you,” Ryo tried to say, but I knew the truth. He so wanted me.
Reaching over, I patted his thigh and felt him tense under my hand. “It’s okay, snook. Like I said, I thought it was hot.”
He rolled his eyes and went on eating while I kept my hand on his thigh. I used the other to pick up my fork.
“Have you spoken to Travis lately?” Ruin asked.
“All the time. The guy misses me too much.” His fault for staying in Ballarat all the damn time.
Ruin snorted. “Sure, he does.”
Ryo placed his hand over mine on his thigh, and I was about to praise the hell out of him, until he picked it up and dropped it on my own thigh.
“You know Travis is only a friend, right?” I asked, worry twisting my gut at the thought I’d upset him with my words.
Jesus. I really had fallen hard into this attraction for the man next to me.
“I know. He’s married to Violet, and they have a daughter, Izzy. You also have a sister named Trisha who is married to a man named Henry. They recently had their second child, another son. They live in America because of Henry’s work. You prefer your coffee black with one sugar. You have many employees, but the longest running is Bradshaw, who is your personal guard and computer specialist when you can’t do the work yourself since you have a computer engineering degree. You also have a degree in business management. I know a lot of things about you, Lincoln Graham.”
He’d investigated me.
