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“Not by much.” There was a pause at the other end of the phone and then Felicity said, “And okay, maybe. But never at the same time.”
Which brought them right back to what he wanted to talk to her about.
“So…” Felicity said, when Robbie remained silent. “You said you had gossip.”
“Yeah, but now you’ve gone and stolen the spotlight with yours, and it doesn’t seem half as exciting.”
“Noo. No, no. Spill or I’ll come over there and make you talk.”
“Ooh, I’m so scared.”
“Please, you know I whoop your ass every time. You fight like a girl, always pulling my hair.”
“So what? You have a lot of it.”
“Still fight like a girl. Now, spit it out.” Felicity chuckled. “Bet I’m the first person to say that to you.”
“You’d be surprised. Some people like to see it on their boots.”
“Eww, quit. Now, spill.”
“Okay, okay. But you can’t tell anyone,” Robbie said, as he kicked off his shoes and then scooted up on his bed.
“Promise.”
“Like that means anything. You just told me Penny’s secret.”
“Yeah, but I like you better.”
“Well, of course. I’m the most exciting one in this bunch.” God, he loved his sisters, and he missed them when they weren’t around. They needed to work out a time to get together—and soon. “Okay, I need your advice.”
“Oh, I like this already.”
Robbie ran a hand through his hair and then let out a sigh. “Do you remember that guy I said I didn’t like a little while back, Priest?”
“Yes, the insufferable jackass with a stick shoved so far up his ass he would need surgery to remove it?”
Robbie grimaced. That sounds about right. “Yeah, him. Well, he asked me out to dinner tonight… With his husband.”
“With his husband?” Felicity said, and then there was a pause. “I don’t— Ohhh.”
Robbie could imagine her eyes round and her mouth parted in shock. “Yeah.”
“Wow. Okay. I didn’t expect that.”
“I know,” Robbie said. “I found out before Christmas that he was married, and you’ll never believe who he’s married to…”
“Who?” Felicity asked, clearly on the edge of her seat.
“Julien Thornton,” Robbie said. “You know, the Prick from Chef Master? Is your mind blown? Are you losing your mind right now?” Because he sure as shit was.
“The Julien Thornton? Celebrity and world-renowned chef Julien Thornton?”
“Yes. The hot-as-the-kitchen-he cooks-in Julien Thornton. And let me tell you, he is even hotter up close.”
“Okay, hang on a minute. Hang on a minute,” Felicity said. “You’re telling me that this Priest guy, the one you’ve been bitching about for months, is married to some gorgeous celebrity and they want to take you to dinner.”
Robbie replayed that back in his head now that it was finally clear and said, “Yes.”
“But it’s not just dinner.”
“Right.”
“It’s a date.”
“Err…right.”
“With both of them?”
“Yes,” Robbie said, exasperated, and fell back on his bed. “They both want to take me to dinner. Geez, Felicity, catch up already.”
“I’m sorry, I’m still in shock. I mean, you hate this Priest guy.”
Robbie thought back to last night—well, what he remembered of it—and that moment in the bedroom this morning, and… “I know, but…”
“But? There’s a but? Are you”—Felicity paused—“are you actually considering doing this?”
She sounded so scandalized that Robbie started to laugh. “It wouldn’t be the first time I went home with two guys. You know that. I tell you everything.”
“Right, but these two are married.”
Yeah, that’s how he’d felt at first too. But after seeing them together last night and this morning… “I know. But it’s different, I think. They’re so open about it, and honest with each other. Ugh, I don’t know what I want.”
“Yes, you do,” Felicity said, and Robbie bit his lip.
“You’re right. I want to go to dinner and find out more.”
Felicity started to laugh. “What’d I say, horny little boy.”
“Trust me, if you saw these two, you’d want to get between them too.”
“Apparently I don’t have the right equipment for them.”
“Nope, you don’t. But I do.” And his equipment wanted to know more about the flirtatious Frenchman and the ever-so-serious Priest.
IT WAS JUST after one when Priest climbed into his Aston Martin and slammed the door shut behind him. He’d had a hellish morning in court dealing with a class action suit against a diet drug company, which by no stretch of the imagination was his idea of fun. But with Logan off on his honeymoon in St. Lucia, Priest had picked up a couple of his cases until he returned.
As he sat in the parking garage, Priest let out a deep breath and knew there was more to his foul mood than the fact he’d just had to listen to three hours of brain-numbing testimony. He was still reeling from the new information he’d received that morning regarding Robbie and Logan.
He supposed it shouldn’t have been such a surprise. Robbie’s obvious crush on his work partner wasn’t something he hid well. With the lovestruck expression on his face every time Logan walked in a room, it was a well-known fact that Robbie was infatuated with the man. The surprise here was Logan.
