“You joke, but people do that all the time,” Seth said, poking holes in my argument just for the sake of it. I preferred it whenwe fought by wishing plague on each other. This argument was too close to the heart.
I inhaled a deep breath and decided to lie. “People who have the ability to fall in love might. Do you think we’re in that risk group?”
Seth glanced around, shaking his head, shrugging, shuffling his feet as he took half a step backward. “No. Of course not.”
“So what’s the problem?” I asked. “It’s not like we don’t have the hottest goddamn sex ever. And that’s just oral. You gotta be curious.”
He shot me a look that was all tortured desire and only a little bit of hatred for bringing it up. “Yeah, I’m curious.”
“Then you should come to my place sometimes,” I said.
He sucked his teeth. “Not your place. Too many people live there. And they all see my brother when you play against the Breakers. It has to be my place. And Silas is discreet.” He looked at me, his frown wiped away and replaced by an adorably confused expression. “What?”
I shook my head. “Nothing. It’s just that a minute ago, you had a million reasons not to, and now we’re negotiating locations.”
He snorted. “Yeah, I call that the Damon effect.”
“Making you horny?” I beamed with pride.
His eyebrows flattened into a low line above his eyes. “Making me irrational.”
“Love irrational,” I said. “It’s so much more fun.”
Seth opened his palms and lifted his hands in surrender. “You win. Apparently, I can’t resist that magic dick.”
“Admit it,” I said.
“Admit what?”
I stepped closer. Seth didn’t move. My hand swiped between us. “You’re already hard,” I said, then put my hand on his crotch and found the proof. “And you fucking love it.”
“Wrong. I hate it,” Seth said.
I snorted, letting my hand pass along his dick just enough to make his gaze go a little lost. “No, you don’t.”
“I hate that I love it,” Seth corrected himself, then pushed me away. “Not here.”
I nodded respectfully. “Understood.”
“Old rules apply,” Seth said, turning half away from me. “Nobody can know, Damon. I mean this. I know what he’s like, but he’s still family, and I love him. I don’t want to put that at risk.”
“Got it,” I said.
“And no feelings,” he added.
“You don’t have to tell me that,” I said with fake bravado.
He snort-chuckled. “Oh, am I the weak one?”
“Just sayin’, I’m a famous hockey fuckboy. I have that effect on people.” Laughter bubbled beneath my words.
“Not on me,” Seth assured me coolly. “Drawing the line between that and sex is easy. Nothing else can happen anyway.”
It was lucky that it was dark outside, and he couldn’t see me fucking bleed. “Agreed,” I said, voice artificially light. “And when should I put you into my calendar?”
It wasn’t so dark that I couldn’t see him flipping me a bird.
“Where’s your sense of humor, Seth? You just had it,” I teased.