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It was turning into the strangest first date I’d ever had and the best…I just wished I knew what would happen next.
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Games and flirting and smiling…he’d been very honest about what he wanted to do after we’d eaten, but somehow, I hadn’t thought he’d really do the flirting thing. Guys just didn’t do that with me. Brady said I needed to smile more and Cash said I just needed to date guys who could read me better, but Downstairs Guy didn’t seem to have a problem with me.
Or with Cash.
He kept touching Cash.
It took me entirely too long to figure out what he was doing, but eventually, my brain caught up and I started noticing all the little ways his hand brushed against Cash. His hand. His arm. His thigh. The only thing I hadn’t seen him touch was Cash’s ass but that was probably because there wasn’t quite enough privacy for that.
The craziest part was the way he’d smile at me and wink, and make it feel like he was touching me too or maybe I was touching Cash…I couldn’t figure out what was going through my head but it was definitely flirting.
Just the weirdest flirting ever.
But since it was flirting that I didn’t have to do, it was working out fairly well.
Downstairs Guy wasn’t disappointed in me or asking if I was really into him. He just smiled and touched and winked and said the craziest things like it was normal.
“Do you think I should help Cashel?” His idea of helping seemed to be analyzing Cash’s ass as he leaned over to throw the small, hard ball. “He looks like his form might be off.”
Was he serious or just looking for a reason to grope Cash?
Did it matter?
“He needs help.” Yep, it didn’t matter because Cash lost his grip on the ball and it went flying completely off target. “Lots of help.”
Downstairs Guy’s wicked smile was back and I got another wink. “You’re a very good friend.”
Since that seemed like something I should be proud of, I didn’t apologize or say anything stupid as he stepped closer to Cash and pressed his front against Cash’s back…and the jeans he’d picked out to wear for our weird neighbor.
Not that I minded that he was a bit odd.
Nope.
Not a problem anymore.
Cash nearly moaned.
He even shivered which had him pressing harder against Downstairs Guy and that made him let out a low, sexy sound.
Best first date ever.
“You can’t…” Cash would’ve sounded more believable if he’d stopped moaning or if he’d used the safeword.
But he didn’t.
Downstairs Guy leaned closer so his lips were next to Cash’s ear, but his gaze never left mine. “No one is watching but Gareth, and he likes watching us together.”
It would be rude to lie.
So I just didn’t say anything as Cash’s gaze darted over to me, watching me curiously as he made another needy sound.
Out of all of us, though, Downstairs Guy was the one with the most workable brain. “He likes seeing you get excited, and he likes knowing you’re having fun, don’t you?”
The sentence was a weird mix of talking to both of us, but I knew the last part was for me, so I nodded. I was glad to have gotten an easy question. I liked knowing Cash was enjoying himself. Our first date with Downstairs Guy needed to be something he had good memories about.
Just in case it was our only date with him.
