Noah holds up his flask and gives it a shake.
Ollie reaches over to fist-bump Noah, but all I feel is concern for him at this point.
“And some of usdon’tget blasted,” I add.
We start exchanging ideas for how to get access to the wealthiest and most exclusive people, and I fall into a groove with the guys and even get Noah to cheer up a little bit, back to his normal joking self rather than being depressed over yet another girl.
After I finish eating I lean back, looking down at the table and playing with a straw wrapper instead of watching Rayne and Hunter lean against each other.
I’m happy for them, I tell myself for the hundredth time.
My brother and my best friend, deeply in love, before I’ve ever even had a long-term relationship.
Very cool. Totally chill.
My phone buzzesin my pocket a minute later.
A sound and feeling that I still fucking despise.
My father always used to text me when he was still alive, usually admonishing me for something or vaguely threatening me about losing my inheritance.
God, why does everything still feel like a threat?
I slide it out.
I don’t recognize the number that texted me.
Unknown Number: Scared of me?
I furrow my brow, shifting on the booth seat.
Weston: Who is this?
My cock was stuffed down your obedient throat last Saturday. Is that a good enough hint?
I drop my phone onto my lap like it stung me.
I glance up with a furrowed brow and see Sevan’s smug look across the table. He isn’t smiling, but I see the amusement in his eyes. He’s holding his phone with one hand, the other lazily draped on the booth behind him.
Heat floods my body as I grab the phone from my lap and tap out a reply.
How do you have my number?
Asked Niko for it.
…Why?
Because I wanted it. You’re sitting so far away from me. I’m lonely.
Because we aren’t friends.
Why don’t you come sit on my lap, instead?
I let out a frustrated sigh and lock my phone, putting it face down on the table. I’m so hard it’s like my cock is trying to break through the denim of my pants, and that’s the last thing I need while I’m at dinner.
The thought of sitting on his lap makes my whole body feel like it’s on fire.
Being that near his cock again. Having him hold me close.