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“I’m not loving the wait, but what the hell do you want me to do?” He glared back at me. “If you say that we should blow off the gala one more time, I’m hitting you.”
“Blow off the fucking gala.” I hoped he would go for a punch. I’d been feeling antsy and sparring with him might’ve made me feel better. I wouldn’t know until I tried it.
Instead, Wells moved to stand between us, not bothering to say anything, but just physically blocking us. He stood with his arms crossed over his chest in an all black tux, with only a few of his tattoos showing. He looked almost like the blue blood Hawke brother our father would’ve loved to show off in another life.
Before Remy and I could kill each other, the doors to the dining room opened and Memphis walked out, looking like an absolute vision. She was in the green ball gown I’d eaten her out in. Her hair was slicked back in a tight bun, exposing the beautiful bone structure of her face and her delicate neck. Her curves looked too fucking perfect and the tops of her breasts were doing a balancing act that made me hard with wondering if they’d spill out at some point. Her smoky makeup made her look mysterious and her bright red lip filled my head with images of her mouth around my cock. She was perfection on heels and the three of us all seemed to be speechless as we stared at her.
“Well, it can’t be that bad.” Memphis moved to look at herself in a mirror and studied her reflection. The back of the dress was cut low and I nearly cried at the sight of all that exposed skin. “One of you better say something or I’m going back to the guest house and I’m never coming out again.”
I stammered and had to stop to clear my throat and start over. “You look fucking stunning, Memphis.”
Wells’ fingers fluttered at his side and I knew he was itching to paint her. “More beautiful than anyone I’ve ever seen.”
Remy moved to stand behind her and trailed his fingers up her bare back to grip the back of her neck. “It’ll be torture to look at you all night and not taste every inch of you right away.”
The makeup they’d applied hid the blush on her face, but I knew it was there. “Okay, tone it down. You don’t have to go that far. I need believable compliments.”
Remy’s fingers tightened and bent her head back slightly, just so she was arched at an unnatural angle. “If a single word of it was a lie, may we be struck down.”
Her chest rose and fell faster. “Maybe not while you’re holding me, though.”
His lips tilted up before he rolled his eyes and let her go. “You’re too good at being a brat, sweetheart.”
Memphis shuddered and pressed herself against Remy. “Sorry, Sir.”
His growl filled the room and it was only the sound of Jake clearing his throat to gain our attention that saved Memphis from being bent over and taken hard, I was sure. Instead, Remy delivered a hard slap to her ass and sent her a dark look that was full of darker promises.
Memphis regained her balance and walked across the room to where Jake stood, smiling brightly back at her. He took her hand and spun her around. “You look beautiful, Memphis.”
“You’re all charmers, aren’t you? Unfortunately for y’all, I was raised in the land of charm. Paired with a littlebless your heart.” She stretched up and kissed his cheek, leaving a burning distaste in my mouth. “But, thank you.”
Wells pulled Memphis away from Jake and wrapped his arm around her shoulders as he led her out. “If you’re giving out kisses, I’ll take one.”
I fell into step next to Jake and cupped his shoulder. “You’re lucky that I like you so much.”
Jake, having been an employee for so long, was still a friend first. He laughed before patting my chest. “I’m not so sure Remy feels the same way.”
Remy grunted from behind us. “You’re goddamn right. As I’ve already suggested, keep your hands to yourself.”
I grinned and shook my head. “Big brother is jealous, huh?”
“Need I remind you of the fit you threw when you found out that you were the odd man out before Memphis got sick?” Pushing me out of the way, he sent one last look at Jake before marching ahead. In his own all black tux and dark brooding look, he was the picture of angry.
Jake grunted. “I’ve never known him to be this contrary over a woman. Over anything and everything else? Yeah, of course. Never a woman, though.”
Looking ahead at Memphis, I swallowed down an uncomfortable feeling. Sticking to my go-to agenda for avoiding things I didn’t want to talk about, I forced a grin to my face and chuckled. “Well, you’ve seen her ass.”
“Seriously, Boone?” Jake shot me a dirty look. Without saying anything else, he hurried ahead to get the car door.
I felt a sense of shame, but I told myself I had no reason to. Memphis was hot and sweet, but we were paying her to have our kids. She was a means to an end, a way to secure our inheritance and childhood home. The Hawke men weren’t capable of more than sexual relationships. In all our years, none of us had ever been in a relationship. Why would we start so late in the game?
As I slid into the car across from Memphis and she smiled warmly at me, I felt my stomach ache with memories from so long ago that they were basically black in white in my mind. Memories of our mom and our family before she’d died. The same anger I always felt when I thought of her was right there with me, like I was still the kid hearing what’d happened for the first time.
“You okay?” Memphis studied my face and frowned. “You look sad.”
I coughed into my hand and cleared my head of all the old ghosts still haunting me. Smiling wide, I winked at her. “You could come over and cheer me up.”
She tilted her head and stared for a few seconds more before finally smiling back at me. “I’m not showing up at whatever place we’re going looking wrinkled and sweaty. This is a car ride for keeping our hands to ourselves.”
