Page 49 of Between Brothers

Chapter 19

Hayley

Cell looked at me from across the table, back against the window, ankle perched on one knee, foot bouncing impatiently. I smiled and shook my head, blushing furiously at what he’d just asked me. He grinned and asked, “What?”

I picked up my drink and sipped, hiding behind my glass. It was a simple question, but one I didn’t really have an answer for.

“I wish I could tell you, but I… I’m afraid I’m not experienced enough to answer.”

“You don’t know what you like?”

I pursed my lips and shook my head and he shook his incredulously.

“Does this mean I can take you back to my place an educate you?”

I laughed. “That’s an interesting way of putting it.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. I mean, do you know what I like?”

He raised an eyebrow and looked me over intently saying, “I have a few ideas, and the rest we can probably explore some.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“Why does that prospect, coming from you, scare me a little?”

“Well, if you were a smart girl, it would scare you a lot,” he winked at me despite how serious his expression and I scoffed and threw a fry at him. He laughed and put up his hands in defense.

“Seriously, though… what is there to be afraid of?” I asked and he sat up and faced me, suddenly very serious.

“I’m not always gentle like Blue. I like it rough, and I like some kinky shit.” I sobered some and paid attention, licking suddenly dry lips.

“Rough like how?”

“Like hold you down, pound the shit out of that hot little pussy and no skin off my nose if you start to cry or anything.”

“That sounds like rape…”

“Not quite. We’ll pick a word other than ‘no’ you need to tap out, you use that word and it stops. The club frowns on rape.”

I swallowed hard, suitably unnerved. The club frowns on rape… not I’m not into rape but the club frowns on it. The choice of words wasn’t lost on me, but then again, Blue had talked with me the middle of this week about some of the things that Cell did. Warning me, after a fashion. I was actually a bit surprised by how open and upfront he was being. Blue had opened up, had been afraid that he would surprise me with his proclivities and that it would scare me away from both of them.

“So, um, what word would we use?”

“I’ll leave that up to you, just don’t pick something stupid like ‘lollipop’ or some shit.”

I laughed again, and shook my head. “So something not absurd, even though it’s totally absurd I have to pick something more…” I trailed off looking for the right word and he accidentally supplied one for me.

“Badass?”

“Sure, we’ll go with that.”

He shrugged and then blinked and caught on. “Oh! Oh, shit. You mean ‘badass’ is what you’re going with.”

I stuck out my tongue and said, “Who’s the dumb one now?” in a teasing tone.

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