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"This I have to hear. How much trouble did you two get into?"
"You know, this is not the right course of conversation. Suffice it to say, we partied in Ibiza with a couple of impressionable young women."
"Oh please, do tell me everything."
For the first time since I'd known him, he looked embarrassed. It was fascinating. "I'll bet you—"
I had something very funny and fitting to say. Honestly, I did. The problem was, Saint had opened the door to his bedroom and sauntered out in nothing but the smallest towel I had ever seen. It was so small, it barely covered any of the goodies as he stalked out toward the foyer again.
My mouth went dry. Our gazes locked, and I could not tear my eyes away from him.
Broad shoulders, his body formed a perfect triangle. Narrow, tapered waist. Eight pack on display. And he was nicely muscled. Not too big, just fully developed. And then that happy trail vanished and disappeared behind the too small towel that Saint had tied at his left hip. And for the love of God, I would swear up and down I could fully see the imprint of his dick. Any second, I was expecting to see the engorged tip hanging below the towel.
Westin groaned. "Mate, what the fuck are you doing?"
Saint grinned at both of us. “Not interrupting, am I?”
I shouldn't stare.
IknewI shouldn't stare because that was ridiculous. He had rejected me. Basically told me I was too young and didn't know what I wanted. But still, I had eyeballs, and they were in perfect functional order. Jesus Lord, when he grabbed his phone, his gaze remained locked on mine as if taunting me. I could almost hear him speaking with his eyes saying,Oh yeah, you want this.
And then he casually strode back to the bedroom. The view from the back was so good. Not as great as the front, but geeze, what a spectacular arse. When he shut the door of his bedroom, I could feel the vice grip he had on my soul.
Suddenly, I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. When my gaze returned to Westin, he was sitting back staring at me with a lifted brow. "You haven't heard a word I said in the last thirty seconds."
"O-oh my God. W-what happened to cutting me some slack? You saw what he just did."
Under his breath, I could hear him mutter, "Dick."
Weren't they friends? Why was he calling him a dick?
Suddenly, Westin stood. "It's time for me to go."
"What? We were having fun."
"And I know when I'm beat."
"What’s that supposed to mean?"
He gave me a sad smile and shook his head. "Ask him. I'll come back tomorrow and get all the kitchen equipment. Thanks for the help cleaning up."
"Of course. Thank you for dinner, and the chat, and the music."
At the door, he ruffled my hair and then gave me a big hug.
And as he held on to me, I could swear I felt a breath and heard a low growl just behind me.
Westin released me immediately. "I'm going. I'm going."
I whirled on Saint. "Just what the fuck is your goddamn problem?"
CHAPTER 27
KAYA
My breath caught.Saint looked furious, but so was I. "What are you doing here?"
"I wanted to see if he was going to give a good night kiss."
