“Majken.” He repeats the name. “Just so you know, I’m not into screwing my sister.” He stands up, doesn’t look at me.
Then he leaves.
* * *
I’m still sitting there fifteen minutes later when Isaac comes out of the shower, a towel wrapped around his waist. If I look enough, I can see the outline of his cock through the material.
“Ben’s gone?”
I nod. “I’m sorry about last night.”
He shrugs. He hasn’t shaved. The dark stubble is still there. “I’m not.”
I get to my feet, the walls of the room starting to close in. Ben was with his sister.
I kissed another man.
“I shouldn’t have.”
He doesn’t move to let me pass. Instead he catches my hand.
“Because of Ben.”
It isn’t a question. And if it were, he’d know the answer. He saw us fucking.
Isaac pulls me closer, places my hand on his bare chest. He’s leaner than Ben, but his muscles are hard, defined. His skin is hot under my hand.
His heart beats fast.
I think it’s beating for me.
“Because of Ben.”
His nod is almost imperceptible. “Ben wouldn’t mind.”
I pull my hand away, start to walk to the door.
“You should tell him.”
Chapter Fifteen
“You’re moping.”
I turn the page of a book I’m barely reading. When I can focus, if that ever happens again, I’ll have to go back and reread, but I’m not doing that in front of Elise.
“I’m not moping.” I was actually pre-occupied with how my father had been this morning, but Elise isn’t privy to any details.
“Does this have something to do with your hot bodyguard?”
I shake my head and look at the letters on the page.
“You two were steaming freaky when we were in Antigua.”
“There’s nothing going on with me and Ben.” Truth. I haven’t seen him since Edinburgh. He’s doing his usual run and avoid tactic.
She shakes her head slowly and smirks. “If it makes you feel better, I wouldn’t say no to that.”
Somewhere there will be a by-law about members of the royal family being allowed to commit murder in exceptional circumstances. This could be an exceptional circumstance.
