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“I don't know.”
“I like being a part of something. I've enjoyed feeling important. In between I can take some classes. There are so many ways for me to experience a little normal. Creating a home with you. Going on dates together. Kissing each other good night and waking up in each other's arms.”
“This is really what you want?”
“To always remain at your side? Yes. Oh, and you're not allowed to tag along with Alex on his jobs.”
His body shakes with laughter. “They hired someone else for that. I made it very clear to Zacharias that I'm done being a babysitter.”
“Good. Alex is a huge flirt and you're exactly his type.”
“He's not mine. I prefer a guy with pink hair who listens to “Call Me Maybe,” says inappropriate things at the wrong time, and always has a lollipop attached to his mouth.”
“Hey, I think I know someone who meets that exact description.”
“Yeah? If you see him, tell him I look forward to having him as my partner.” His brown eyes are like molten chocolate, pouring through mine until they consume me.
“In killing people worse than us?”
“In everything.”
Eighteen
Antonio
Six weeks later
I’m sitting at a bar because of Phillip again, the reason being different this time. I'm not tossing back shots because I want to stop myself from feeling for him or to numb any pain from leaving him behind. No, I'm here for the same reason I was the last two Thursday nights—to wait until his visit with his brother is over. Today’s visit has lasted longer than the others.
I don't know what changed in Ethan, but something happened between this Thursday and last. He's actually sitting at the same table as Phillip, agreeing to have a drink with him and share an order of greasy bar fries. They share a few smiles and laughs too. Phillip shows him his necklace and Ethan takes it in his hand, studying it. Phillip said last time his brother didn't bother to even look at it. I definitely call it progress.
Ethan looks at me and back at Phillip, smirking, saying something to make Phillip's body shake with laughter. They bothlook at me again and Phillip blows me a kiss. Smiling, I shift on my stool and glance at my vibrating phone.
Phillip: You look so sexy sitting over there watching me.
Smiling, I move my fingers quickly along the phone screen.
Me: And you look sexy all the time.
I don't know what Phillip did to make me so bold, confident, and like dirty talk so much but it feels more like me than how I was before. So does giving him orders, setting daily rules, taking the weight of stress off his shoulders, and being his Daddy. Yeah, there's no turning back now and no more leaving him behind. So I stay while he talks to his brother. I stay as he occasionally looks at me, rubbing his ass against his chair, waiting until he's ready for me to take him home and punish him for being a bad boy.
Phillip sips his drink, wiggling and slipping his hand between his legs when he thinks I'm the only one watching. I want to rip anyone's eyes from their skull who dares look at what's reserved for only me. Ethan is too busy looking at pictures on Phillip's new phone to see what he's up to. He nods, pointing at the screen as he continues to rub himself between the chair and his hand. Such a dirty boy. I'm so close to dragging his ass into the bathroom and having him beg on his knees for me to use something else to rub against.
“Daddy,” he mouths my way while his brother has his head turned toward a waiter.
My tongue goes dry and I tighten my fingers around my glass of Coke. I shoot him a silent warning with my eyes and he grows even more smug, moving his hips faster. He stops when his brother stands up and pops one last fry in his mouth. He looks from Phillip to me and then walks to the back of the club.
Adjusting himself, Phillip offers me a smile and walks my way. “Enjoy the show?”
“You're being a very bad boy today, teasing me like that and risking everyone seeing you being slutty. Only I get to see that. You know what Daddy does with bad boys.”
“I forget. Can you remind me?” He bats his lashes, giving me an innocent look. We both know damn well he's anything but.
“I think I'm going to have to. Maybe more than once today so you won't forget again.”
He sucks on his bottom lip, squeezing his thighs together and adjusting his cock again.
“Go to the bathroom. I'll meet you there in five. Be waiting with your pants down.”
