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His cocky smile was instant. “I won’t tell if you don’t, little sister.”

My cheeks flushed at the wicked wink, making my chest flutter.Thank God.I smiled, pulled up the email draft I’d had the forethought to copy, and pasted the details. “What’s your email?”

I sent it to him as Tobias strode in, placing a plate in front of me with a ham, cheese, and mayo sandwich. My stomach howled, even though I’d only just had breakfast. I glanced at the clock and stiffened. “It’s two in the afternoon?”

Caleb chuckled.

“Yeah, it is.” Tobias looked down at me, those coal eyes glittering with pride. “Time flies when you’re having fun, right, little mouse?”

“Where’s mine?” Nick muttered.

“Kitchen,” Tobias growled as he strode past. “I’m not your fucking maid.”

Caleb roared with laughter behind me as Nick turned and gave Tobias a shove, then the next minute, Tobias’ sandwich went flying as they wrestled right behind me.

Grunts and growls, strength against training. Neither of them won. But by the time they were finished, Nick had taken a huge bite out of half of T’s sandwich, earning him a threatening snarl. “Brothers,” Caleb warned, his focus on the screen in front of him. Nick sank to his chair as I broke my half in two, handing one piece over.

“Thanks, sis,” Nick said, and gave me a wink.

Jesus, I couldn’t keep up with this. One minute Nick had his head between my legs, his tongue deep inside me, and the next he was calling mesis.Heat flushed in my cheeks as I forced myself back to my laptop. Caleb was right, I had only a few hours to finish this damn assignment and make sure it was compelling.

We lost track of time. I re-wrote chunks based on Caleb’s input. Nick worked on his laptop on some kind of Bitcoin trade site, and Tobias just lay back on Nick’s bed with his EarPods in, as he played a game on his phone. It all felt…totally normal.

We worked until the sun dimmed outside and night closed in.

“Food?” Tobias muttered.

“I swear, you’re like a bottomless stomach, T.” Caleb muttered.

“I’m fucking starving, too,” Nick announced as he tossed his headphones aside and rose, stretching cramped muscles.

I lifted my head, but all I saw were passages I needed to rewrite before morning. But my body ached and my head felt fuzzy. “I think I need a break, too.”

“Food it is then.” Tobias shoved up from the bed. “This time someone else is cooking.”

“You didn’t cook last time,” Nick glared. “A sandwich isn’t cooking.”

Tobias gave a shrug. “Bite me.” He strode from the room, heading for his bedroom.

“Come on,” Caleb said as he pushed up from the floor and moaned, stretching. “Looks like it’s you and me, kid.”

I glanced at Nick, who grinned and urged me onwards. I followed Caleb down to the kitchen, moving to the panty. “Right, what can you cook?”

“Whatever you feel like.” He yanked open the refrigerator door and peered inside. “I make a mean omelet, how about that?”

“Sounds delicious,” I said, my mouth watering. “It just so happens, I make a mean buttered toast.”

He shot me a grin over his shoulder, his face brightened by the refrigerator lights. “Sounds like a match made in heaven.”

That fluttering in my chest came once again as he pulled out cartons of eggs and butter, placing them on the counter. We worked silently. He plundered the fridge while I pulled out a bowl and whisk and started cracking eggs. One careful look toward the stairs, and Caleb grabbed my hips as he moved around me, kissing me on the shoulder.

I froze at the brush of his lips, my pulse stuttering and fear punching high as I jerked my own gaze to the stairs. “You still feel my cum on your skin, princess?” came the low murmur at my back.

Shivers tore along my spine as my body responded. “Yes,” I answered.

“Good.”

He moved away, grabbing one of the heavy pans and setting it on the stove.Good?That’s it? I swallowed hard and tried to control the shake in my hand. He lit the burner, shifting the pan, and I was drawn to those hands, thick fingers clenched around the handle. I knew what was under that shirt, knew what lay under all his clothes, and knew what he tasted like.

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