He clasped his lips shut, cheeks bulging, and shook his head.
“Don’t make me get Lysandro. Cough.”
He wrinkled his nose and turned his head away, hacking up what sounded like a lung, but was nothing more than a small plume of ash. He stared at it as it floated to the ground with disgust.
I took that moment to adjust my dick while no one could see me, then said, “That was awesome.”
He glared at me. “That was disgusting.”
“So you’re really going to tell me that éclair wasn’t worth it? I’m not going to lie, Ego. It looked like it was better than coming.”
He smiled slyly, using his body to back me up toward the wall. “Not better than coming with you.”
As I looped my arms around his neck, not sure what we were doing here, but into it after watching the ecstasy that was his first time eating.
Our mouths were close, so damn close, when I heard a throat clear. I froze, recognizing that sound after hearing it so many times in my life. “Stevie. Hi,” I said, dropping my arms from around Ego’s neck.
“Stevie, it’s good to see you again,” Ego said, but kept his hands firmly on my waist. Oh shit.
Stevie glared daggers at Ego’s hands. “What’s going on?”
“Nothing,” I said brightly. “We were just about to rejoin the party.”
“Mhm. It didn’t look like it,” he said.
Trixie, standing a little behind Stevie, covered her mouth as she giggled. My brother turned around. “Why are you laughing?”
“Because your brother’s a grown man, and you’re interrupting what looked like a very sweet moment.”
“Thank you,” Ego said. “It was going to be?—”
I smacked my hand over his mouth. “Why don’t we all go back into the living room and mingle?”
Stevie made a face, but trailed after Trixie when she pulled on his hand. I went to follow them, but Ego stopped me with a press of his lips to mine. And it was indeed a very sweet kiss.
“You don’t mindme stopping by?” Stevie asked.
“No, I wanted to see you. We barely had a second to talk last night.” I gestured for him to come into the mini-castle. “But I’m not sure why you wasted energy ringing the doorbell. You could’ve just popped in like you do at the manor.”
“I wasn’t sure what you’d be doing? Or who?” he mumbled at the end.
Holding back a snort, I walked with him back into the other room and settled in my normal chair. “How are you doing, big brother?”
He sat—not that he needed to—in Ego’s spot. It was a good thing it was daytime, and he was still asleep. “I came to ask you that. This is all happening kinda fast, isn’t it?”
I shrugged. “I’m not sure I’d have ever known I was an anchor if I hadn’t met a vampire who needed me.”
Stevie scowled. “I didn’t mean you being Ego’s anchor. I meant…whatever that was I caught you two doing in the hallway last night.”
“Still the over-protective big brother,” I teased.
He sighed and leaned forward, planting his elbows on his knees. “It’s my job.”
I stared at my brother, letting our lives together run through my mind like a movie reel. “I think…I think you’ve done your job, Stevie. I think it’s time for you to live your best life now.”
“I am.”
“Are you?” I asked. “What’s going on with you and Trixie?”
