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Before I can make an excuse, however, Trent pipes up again. “Hey, what are you doing today?”
“Um...” My mind goes completely blank as I try to think of anything that’s notspending the day in bed with Alastor.
“‘cause Xav’s had this idea and I need your help to pull it off,” Trent rushes on.
“Okay...what’s the idea?”
“Before you flat out say no, just remember we haven’t seen each other for over a month, and this will be a good chance for us to catch up.”
Ah shit. Now I feel guilty. Ithasbeen ages since Trent and I hung out. But even so...and all-day sex romp is really tough to pass up.
“What is it?” I ask non-commit ally.
“It’s Alastor’s birthday today and Xav wants to throw him a surprise party,” Trent explains.
“What?”
“Yeah, so we’re going over there and...” As Trent continues his explanation, I pull the phone away and give Alastor a firm kick under the table.
“Ow!What the fuck?”
“It’s your birthday today?” I hiss at him.
He shrugs. “Yeah, so. Not an important one.”
I roll my eyes. “Well, Trent and Xav think it is. They’re
going over to your place to set up a surprise party for you.” Alastor scowls. “I don’t want a surprise party! I want
sex. All day. Sex.”
“Well you’re getting a surprise party.”
“Tell him I don’t want one,” Alastor growls.
I roll my eyes. How the hell am I supposed to do that? I
bring the phone to my ear again just in time to hear Trent trail off.
“...so I need your help with that.”
“Sorry, what? I...kind of blanked when you started talking about Alastor.”
Trent lets out a bark of laughter. “The grog, mate. I need you to help me pick up the grog.”
“Um...okay. But are you sure this is a good idea? Alastor doesn’t really strike me as a surprise party type person.”
“I’m going to trust Xav’s judgement on this one,” Trent says, amusement clear in his tone.
Bloody hell. This is what twenty years of hating the guy gets me.
I cover the phone again and shake my head at Alastor. “You’re not getting out of it.”
He slumps back in his chair, disappointment radiating off him. Fortunately, the food arrives then, and if there’s one thing that’ll cheer Alastor up—apart from sex, of course—it’s dessert for breakfast.
“I’ve got to go,” I tell Trent. “Food’s here.”
“Okay, no worries. I’ll pick you up at one, okay? Party’s at three so we’ll have plenty of time to set up while Xav takes Alastor for lunch.”
