I waggle my eyebrows, and his tongue curls up into his mouth quickly.
“Next time we go there, you do that. You say, I want your number. We can practice. Go on.”
He blinks at me, and I give him an encouraging nod.
“Whaaaaann…” He makes a face and then adds, “Noooombeee.”
“Maybe we should do it in sign.” It’s been a while since I’ve used it in school, but I think I remember how it goes. “Your number-give me-please.” I say the words out loud, and Cielo copies them flawlessly.
“I think sign might be the way to go,” I muse.
He repeats it again, then says, “Daahnnnttt,” and then lifts his hand to sign, “Beautiful.”
“Yeah, he really is,” I say just as the door opens and Rathyn strides through, his gaze settling on me before moving to Cielo,who is frozen in his spot. “Do not even make that face,” I say. “We were just chatting.”
“Flirting.”
I roll my eyes. “You don’t even know what that is.”
“I do know.”
“Yeah? What is it? Because I’m not sure you were listening before…” I say as Cielo finishes his drink and moves toward the door to escape. Neither of us says goodbye.
Rathyn’s gaze darkens, and his skin flutters.
“Come on,” I insist. “Tell me, since you know what it is.”
His right eye closes and opens, and my lips roll between my teeth as I try like hell not to laugh.
“Oh, so winking is flirting? Is that what I was doing?”
“You enjoy winking.”
“Yeah, I do.”
“Flirting. A mating call to others.”
A loud snort escapes me. “Yeah, alright. That’s what you think I was doing out today? Mating calls? Winking?”
“Yes. Flirting. But you aremycompanion.”
“Yeah, I know.” I lift my shirt and point to my pierced nipples. “Can’t forget.”
“I do not approve of you flirting with others.”
“Yeah, okay, dude.” I sigh and then stand up. “And just so you know, I wasn’t flirting with anyone. Dante was flirting with Cielo, and I was just explaining what that meant.”
Rathyn steps toward me, but I stop him, a hand to his chest. I feel his hearts beating beneath my palm, sure and steady.
“Yeah, I don’t think so. You can’t just show up for a booty call after insinuating I was flirting with someone else.”
“Booty call.”
“Yeah, my ass isn’t for sale.”
“Yes, but I pay you for your cum. So your dickisfor sale.”
I shove at him and move toward the bedroom, hearing him trailing behind me. “Fuck off, Rath. I’m not letting you suck me off tonight.”
