Page 25 of Filthy Twisted Devil

Maybe I never have.

Thank god Eden has more sense than me. She steps back and says, “Thanks,” before she has a chance to feel my cock hardening. “They sent me to ask what you want on your pizza.”

“Oh. Uh, I’ll eat whatever, but I’m down for pepperoni or sausage.”

“Cool. I’ll tell Brinley.”

As soon as Eden walks back into the apartment, Beau appears at the door with another box. “Good,” he says, grinning. “This is for you.”

“Great,” I answer through gritted teeth.

An hour later, my arms are sore, but at least I can skip the gym tomorrow with good conscience. When the pizza arrives, we all collapse around the living room to eat. Eden makes sure to get us a half-sausage, half-pepperoni pizza which we split.

“How does it feel to have the apartment to yourself?” Cat asks Eden.

“Honestly? Not that exciting. Brinley’s been basically living at Beau’s place for ages now. It’ll be nice to have a real bedroom, though.”

“What, you’re not going to miss sleeping in the closet?” Brinley laughs.

“Absolutely not,” she replies immediately, making Pippa and Maura laugh.

I should be excited that my girlfriend is getting her own space, I realize. Eden and I haven’t really talked about it, but it’s kind of a big deal. “Hey, I should take you out to dinner tonight to celebrate,” I offer. “Maybe Italian?” I don’t know what Eden’s favorite food is, but Italian seems like a safe guess.

“No way!” Ryan exclaims. “Is nothing sacred? Have you really broken bro code already?”

“I’m guessing you forgot it’s poker night tonight,” Nate says.

“You’re three weeks into a relationship. No offense, Eden, but you haven’t earned enough cred to outrank poker night.” Ryan glares at her like she’s about to argue with him.

Eden holds up her hands. “Go play poker, hon. You’ve done enough setting me up with the Flair Events work. I couldn’t pay rent by myself without it.”

“Don’t forget, I’m covering half the rent for the first two months,” Brinley says. “Since I decided to up and move in with my boyfriend without any notice.”

“How about the girls come over to my place tonight?” Maura offers. “We can celebrate with brownies and chick flicks, and nobody will judge me if I fall asleep ten minutes into the movie.”

“Deal,” Brinley and Eden say together.

“Since we’re done with pizza, we should probably clear out so Luke and Eden can christen the place,” Pippa says.

Beau squeezes his eyes shut. “No. Don’t make me picture things.”

“As much as I’d love to break Beau’s brain, we won’t have time to do anything dirty.” Eden laughs. “We have to figure out our Halloween costumes for the Sequel party next week, and then I have to submit a couple invoices by six.”

“You’re not allowed to be Pinky and the Brain, though,” Ryan says. “Pippa and I already called it.”

“Who’s the Brain?” asks Beau.

“Take a flying guess,” Pippa replies.

Once things are cleaned up, the rest of the group files out for James and Nate to drive them back to the House of Cards. Eden plops down on the couch.

“You don’t have to stay too long,” she says. “I just thought it would look good for you to stay a while if anyone was suspicious.”

“No, it’s good. We have to take today’s selfie, too.”

I sit on the couch next to her and she puts her head in my lap. I hold up my phone and we make goofily exhausted faces.

“You can text that to me and I’ll send it to my brothers,” Eden says.