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Chapter Twenty-Two
Gabe
IpulledofftheSanta hat to cover as much of myself as I could while Lexi blushed and giggled, and Dean stared vacantly like he’d been hit upside the head. Behind them, Jenna was looking at me in a mix of amusement and horror.
“Oh. Hi. Welcome back!” I said as though I wasn’t standing before them wearing nothing but a piece of Christmas garland wrapped around my cock. “Good to see you’re safe.”
“You guys, too,” Lexi said, her voice still filled with laughter. “Looks like you’ve… uh… managed to find a way to get along.”
I chuckled guiltily, and her words seemed to bring Dean back to his senses.
“What the fuck is going on here?” he said, like the situation wasn’t obvious to anyone with eyes and a brain.
“Well,” I said, unsure of how to broach this subject with my friend, when I’d hoped I’d have more time to figure out a gentle way to tell him that I had fallen hard for his incredible sister. “Uh, as it turns out…” My words faded out, with me not knowing what I could possibly say.
“Don’t be an idiot, Dean,” Jenna said, half laughing, rescuing me from my awkward stumbling.
His eyes went wide as he turned back to her. “You stay out of this,” he said, pointing at her.
“Excuse me?” she replied, crossing her arms, all humor leaving her face.
“This isn’t about you,” he said. “It’s abouthim, and he and I are going to have a little chat.”
“What the hell do you mean, it isn’t about me?” Jenna demanded.
“Dean,” Lexi said quietly, putting a hand on his arm, but he shook her off.
“I think this conversation would be a lot more productive if I had clothes on,” I said, turning and rushing back to the bedroom. Behind me, I could hear Jenna and Dean arguing, and I felt a little bad for Lexi, who was obviously stuck in the middle.
Once I was dressed in jeans and a sweater, I walked out to the living room, where Jenna was sitting next to Lexi with her legs crossed, looking angrily at Dean, who was examining the boarded-up window.
Jenna looked up as I entered and smiled, an expression I returned before quickly switching to a more neutral look as Dean turned around.
“Get your coat on,” he said without making eye contact with me.
“My coat?” I repeated. Surely, he wasn’t kicking me out onChristmas Day?
“Yeah,” he said, pulling his back on and pointing to the window. “If this happened, there’s probably more damage I need to report to the owners. You’re going to come with me so we can make a list. And while we do… we’re going to talk.”
“Oh, for God’s sake, Dean,” Jenna said, standing between us. “You’re acting like a—”
“It’s fine, Jenna,” I said, walking toward the door to get my coat. “I think I can handle a conversation.” I sincerely hoped neither she nor Dean could hear the anxiety in my voice, because I was doing my best to sound way more confident than I felt.
Once I was fully outfitted in my winter gear again, which was still slightly damp from the day before, I went back into the living room, where Dean was standing, waiting for me.
“Come on,” he said, turning away and waving over his shoulder for me to follow him.
I walked past Jenna, who grabbed my hand and stood to give me a kiss. I was glad she did, because the idea of facing Dean had nearly made me forget exactly what I really wanted out of this talk. But her touch, her lips, were the perfect reminder.
“I’ll be back,” I said, running my thumb along her cheek and turning to find Dean at the back door, staring at me in rage.
“Now,” he said, and walked outside, leaving the door open, letting the cold air in to force me to follow quickly, or to let the girls get cold again.
Once I was outside, I closed the door behind me. Dean was standing right outside the door, staring up at the snow giant Jenna and I had made. He was starting to look a little worse for wear, the Georgia sun taking a toll on his perfectly rounded form.
“Nice snowman. So you did somethingotherthan fuck my sister while I was gone?” he asked, rounding on me.
“Dean,” I replied. “I didn’t—”
