“She’d fuck you. Why don’t you go for her?” Dima asks.
Kostya shrugs and runs a tattooed hand through his hair.
Bran taps the table, following along with the conversation because they’ve been speaking and signing. When we turn to him, he signs,He doesn’t want your sloppy seconds, Dima.
Dima looks offended and turns to Kostya. “You don’t want my seconds?”
Kostya laughs. “Not particularly.” Then curiosity gets the better of him. “How was she?”
“I don’t remember,” he admits. “I didn’t even remember her name until you just said it.”
Bran looks at his brother.You are such a whore.
“Me? I think you’re mistaking me for Misha and Yuri.”
The corner of Bran’s mouth lifts up.All three of you are whores.
Dima doesn’t look even remotely offended. “I never promise them anything I can’t deliver.”
When he sees theI don’t want to talk about your dicklook that Bran is giving him, he laughs and says, “I mean I never promise them a commitment. They know it’s a one-time thing going into it. I’ve never once lied about that.”
We’re interrupted when our waitress comes back, and now that I know she’s fucked Dima and probably wants to add Kostya to her list, it’s all kinds of awkward. It only gets worse when shortly after she leaves, Misha and the others come back with a big group of women. Ev and I share a look while Dima asks them in Russian, “What the fuck, guys?”
Yuri shrugs and brings over a few more chairs. “They wanted to bring some friends over.”
“You forget how to say no?” Dima asks.
Yuri looks at the woman who’s glued herself to his side and asks, “Why in the hell would I want to do that?”
Three of the women start coming around the table towards our side, and Ev shoots me a look, letting me know he’s really regretting getting talked into this. Even though he doesn’t have to hide who he is here, my cousin is not the kind of guy who gets sidetracked. His life right now is becoming a lawyer. That’s all he cares about, and he won’t set everything aside to fuck somerandom girl in a bar. I may not have the same reasons as him, but I have no desire to lay even a single finger on any of these women.
Instead of making room for the girl who steps closer, Ev scoots his chair closer to mine, and I fight a laugh when I see the confused look on her face. She probably thinks we’re gay, and the fact that I’m not bothering to correct her and letting her think I’m in a relationship with my cousin is proof enough that I’m way too attached to Sitka already. I contemplate throwing my arm around his shoulder just to mess with him but decide against it because I’ll just end up laughing.
He must sense what I’m thinking because he leans in and says, “I’m letting them draw their own conclusions, but don’t you dare kiss me.”
Before I can laugh, Bran nudges my arm.This is why I hate the fucking clubs.
I owe you,I sign back.This place wasn’t our first choice either.
“Oh my god, is that sign language?”
I turn my head at the over exuberant, screechy voice. It’s coming from the woman who’s taken a seat next to Misha. Her blonde curls are bobbing around her face as she leans across the table. Raising her voice so she’s practically screaming, she looks at Bran and me. “Are you deaf?”
Misha cringes and doesn’t even try to hide the fact that he’s scooting his chair away from her.
Bran and I just stare at her while she lets out a laugh and tries really hard to come across as sexy when in reality she just looks like an idiot.
She grins at her friends and points in our direction, still confused about which one of us is deaf. I’m not about to speak and leave Bran alone in this.
“I want one of them,” she tells the girls who are still sitting around the table.
“One ofthem?” Dima asks, and if she had a single brain cell in her head, she’d pick up on his angry tone.
“Yeah,” she giggles, “one of the deaf guys. I’ve never been with a deaf guy, but sign language is so sexy.”
Bran may not have been able to lip read every word out of her overly glossed mouth, but he caught enough and when he signs, the movements are hard, each sign showing his barely concealed rage.Get her the fuck out of here before I kill her.
I know he’s telling the truth and that he’s more than capable of making it happen, but his family is already in the process of kicking the girls out of our area, all their earlier appeal gone after what just happened. Not even the promise of sex is going to save them now.
