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Callipygian- having a well-shaped buttocks.
-Hannibal to Hades
HANNIBAL
There was nothing like your brother being a cock blocker to make you irrationally upset.
I opened the door and stared at the two interlopers.
“I can’t believe you let him do this,” I said to the curvy, gorgeous woman in front of me.
Sway smiled that sweet, charming smile of hers then said, “You act like I’ve ever been able to control him.”
She had a point.
He was rather uncontrollable.
Then again, we both were.
I stepped back and allowed them inside, only then remembering that Hades was in my t-shirt and nothing else.
Hell, she still had my come dripping out of her.
Hancock’s gaze immediately went to her and stayed there.
“And who are you?” Hancock teased.
My brother was the charmer…when he wanted to be.
He could also be the asshole as well.
Though, the charmer was a newer addition to his personality arsenal.
When he’d started coaching baseball, he’d had a lot of bitchy people to deal with. Hence the act.
Those that knew him knew it was fake.
The ass.
“I’m Hades Singh,” she answered. “It’s nice to finally meet you, Hancock. I’ve heard a lot about you.”
“Really?” he asked, looking at me for confirmation.
“No,” Hades snorted. “He talks almost zero about you. I was just being nice.”
She was such a shit. Was it too early to say I loved her?
Sway snorted and pushed farther into the room. “This is gonna be a tight fit.”
Hades gestured at the open door. “Y’all can take my room. I’m staying in Hannibal’s room anyway.”
Sway tilted her head on her shoulders to stare at her.
Hancock’s eyes never left mine as he gave me a raised brow that clearly said ‘what the fuck?’
I smiled and gave him my best ‘be nice to her or I’ll fucking eviscerate you’ look.
He nodded in understanding.
“I’m digging the silver, brother,” Hancock drawled.
Hades looked from me to Hancock and back again. “The silver is really great.”
I went prematurely gray from the hard life I lived.
At least that was what I was telling myself.
“It is,” Sway agreed as she walked to the adjoining room and said, “This place is a lot nicer than you made it sound like, Hancock. There’s no way that it has bed bugs.”
My brother really was bougie.
He didn’t like anything that wasn’t ‘fine.’
Then again, he had the money to pay for it so…
“It doesn’t,” I said. “Hancock, what are you staring at?”
He was eyeing the bed, then Hades, then the bed again.
“This a recent thing?” he asked.
So recent I wasn’t ever going to admit it to him, or I would never live it down.
“Not that recent,” I lied.
He knew when I lied.
It was a twin thing.
Sway left, taking her bags to the next room.
As she moved, she caught Hades’ eye and they both disappeared on the other side of the wall.
“You’re such a shit liar,” he said the moment we were alone.
I shrugged. “It is what it is.”
“Whatever it is, I like her,” he said. “She didn’t gawk at me once.”
“Not everyone knows you’re a famous baseball star, bro,” I told him.
“Actually,” Hades said from the doorway, “I know exactly who he is. I also know his stats from the time he entered the league. I just don’t think he’s anything special.”
Sway’s full belly laugh had me grinning.
Damn, I’d missed her.
I’d missed my brother, too, of course. But Sway…she was somethin’ else.
“Where are the kids?” I asked.
“Your mom and dad have them,” Sway said as she hooked her arm around her husband’s. “Let’s go to bed. It’s been a long ass day.”
Hancock leveled a look on me. “We’re spending the day together, right?”
I was already shaking my head. “No. I’ll see you tomorrow night at the circus.”
He narrowed his eyes, and I knew he was about to do one of two things: embarrass the hell out of me, or throw a little hissy fit.
Neither one of which was a good look for him.
I held up my hand before he could start.
“Fine,” I grumbled. “We’ll meet you for lunch tomorrow around noon.”
There was a long pause and then Hancock said, “Why not breakfast?”
“Because I plan on sleeping in, bro.” I slammed the door on the two of them.
“Now where were we?” I asked.
She reached for me at the same time I reached for her.
CHAPTER 14
Don’t trust everything you see. Salt looks like sugar.
-Hades to Hannibal
HADES
“You okay?” Hannibal asked, his voice laced with a hint of amusement.
No. No I was not okay.
I knew what the ‘little death’ meant, and they were all liars.
This felt like a big death.
One that I might never recover from.
A light smack on my ass had me twisting my head to stare at Hannibal.
“What?” I grumbled, lips barely moving.
“Your phone is ringing.”
I glanced at it on the nightstand, then shrugged.
They all just wanted to know where I was.
I got about seven calls a day—one from each of them. Two, usually, from Tony.
