“Good boy. That’s what I thought,” he purred before backing away. He grinned and gestured back toward the kitchen.
“Let’s go have some tea with your mom. Then I can tell you all about your new job.” He winked before throwing his arms over his head in a big, lazy stretch.
“Hope you like dead bodies.” He cackled, leaving me alone in the hallway.
Jesus fucking Christ, it should be illegal to be that hot. Ryan mother fucking Fairview had my ticket, let me tell you.
His adorable little fight for dominance had meso goddamn hard.Ugh, I nearly gave his mom the show of her life when I walked back into the kitchen. Before going inside, I slipped my dick up into the waistband of my jeans so as not to accidentally poke her in the damn eye with it. And people say I don’t have any manners.
When I re-entered the kitchen, there were two steaming cups of tea waiting for us, and Iris was drinking hers while she hummed and danced to a song that was only playing in her head.
She was making breakfast now, and my mouth watered at the smell of bacon.
“How do you like your eggs, dear?” she asked.
I assumed she was speaking to me as I was likely the only person in the house that she didn’t already know the egg preference for. I snatched up my tea and took a big sip before peeking over her shoulder to see what she was up to.
“I like ‘em over easy, but if you’re doing scrambled, I’ll take that too.” I grinned, and she beamed back at me.
I really liked this lady. She was weird as fuck. It was the best.
The little pouch she gave me was full of the most random shit. There was a shiny black stone, a sprig that smelled and looked like rosemary, and a rusty nail.
Super odd, but whatever. It didn’t bother me at all to keep it on my person the way she had asked. I liked it when people humored me with stupid shit, so I always tried to do the same for others. Especially if it was harmless and took zero effort on my part.
Ryan followed me into the kitchen, looking sullen and pissed off. It seemed I had a brat on my hands, which was literally myfavorite.I loved it when they fought back. I got to punish them and teach them their place.
Ryanwantedto be good. I saw it when he finally realized he was going to lose the fight in the hallway and begged me to let him go.
I would make sure to teach him just how far begging would get him… though it did concern me that he seemed to think he was straight.
I typically stayed away from closeted dudes, mostly because I didn’t have the patience or the time for it. Usually, I was looking for a quick fuck between jobs. Coaxing someone out of the closet, especially someone as ingrained in their ways as Ryan, was usually more trouble than it was worth. But looking at his scrumptious little ass and his still half-hard dick floppingin those cotton pants that leftnothingto the imagination… I was going to have to make an exception.
He glowered at me, clearly not liking my proximity to his mother, so I got closer to him instead.
“Here,” I said, pulling out the seat at the table with the remaining cup waiting for him. “Have a seat.” My offer seemed to anger him.
“Where do you get off offering me a seat in my own fucking house?” He snarled, and I glanced at his mother, who didn’t seem perturbed by his outburst.
“I was just trying to be nice,” I explained, but I couldn’t help chuckling when it looked like literal steam might come shooting out of his ears.
“Yeah, well… it would beniceif you got off my property,” he snapped, though my heart did an embarrassing little pitter-patter as he flopped into the seat I had pulled out for him anyway.
“I’m not going anywhere, ginger snap. You better get used to it.”
“Breakfast is ready!” Iris chimed.
I grinned at her, returning to her side.
“Can I do anything to help?”
“How kind, dear. Yes, please take these plates to the table. Ryan, have you heard from Theo? Is she joining us?”
My grin widened as I helped Iris set the table. Oh boy. Theo was going to lose her shit when she found me in this kitchen.
I couldn’t wait.
I was just about to sit down in the seat next to Ryan when Caleb walked into the kitchen rubbing his eyes.
