Page 16 of His Coveted Obsession

“Don’t you miss us?”

I thought about his question, and then I shook my head. “No, because you’re all still mine, even if I’m not in your house.”

Dalton chuckled and tucked the file under his arm. “Well put, East. Well put. But Sid, Owen, and Idomiss having you around more, and we would like to see you for dinner on Saturday, if you can make it.”

“Okay. I’ll be there.”

“Good.” He gently patted my back and brushed past me to leave.

It took me almost a year to let him touch me like that. He’d always been careful, but I could tell he worked up to it. Eventually, I stopped caring, so he did it more freely, but there were still no hugs. Only Sid and Owen had that right.

Isprinkledtexturepowderinto my hair, working the loose curls as I stared into the mirror, getting ready for my date. Well, it was more of a sex date, but I was excited. It was hard to find dates, with me being underage and unable to get into gay bars. At least he planned to take me out to dinner first.

Even if he said he hadn’t had sex yet, I could tell he would take charge, and it was exactly the way I liked it. God, not only did he save me the other morning, but he knew exactly what he wanted. It was still hard to believe he chose me, but I’d take it.

“Tommy! Open! I have topee!” Annie yelled through the door.

“I’m almost done!”

Ugh, I hated having to share a bathroom with my sister. One day, I’d be able to afford my own place. For now, as long as my sister was still a teen and Dad was…

Stop. Don’t think about Dad. You have a date tonight. Positive and sexy vibes only.

I opened the door, and Annie shoved me aside. “Out! I can’t hold it.”

I chuckled and headed toward my bedroom, wrapped in a towel, and dug into my dresser to find a pair of underwear, which I tugged on. Then I dropped my towel and fingered through the few shirts I had hanging up in my closet. Maybe the blue plaid short-sleeved button-up. It brought out my eyes, but it was cold out, too.

I shrugged on the shirt anyway and buttoned it up before digging around for some jeans—no skinny ones. We didn’t want Easton taking an hour to peel them off me.

“Where are you going?” Annie asked, now out of the bathroom and leaning in the doorway.

I grinned at her. “Your favorite brother has a date.”

“Tsh… You’re myonlybrother. So, who’s this guy?”

“His name is Easton, and he’sdreamy. There was this dude who was so mean the other day at the coffee shop, getting mad and yelling at me. Easton just twisted the guy’s arm and pinned him to the counter, basically telling him to shut the hell up.” I fluttered my lashes. “He’s my hero.”

“He sounds psychotic. So, that’s it? You’re just going to date this nut job?”

I wasn’t about to tell my fifteen-year-old sister that this was just sex. But maybe if I were good enough, he’d want more. Not that I was an expert, but I wasn’t a virgin, either.

“Well, that and he’s hot.”

“Whatever happened to personalities?”

“He’s got a personality. He’s broody and—”

“That’s not a personality. That’s a flaw.”

“Pfft, it issoa personality trait. Anyway! He’s broody, intelligent, knows what he wants, and doesn’t play games. He even has a good job with some travel insurance company. Exactly what I like and want.”

“Where’s he taking you?”

To his apartment to fuck, but I didn’t dare say that out loud. “I don’t know yet. I think he mentioned getting sushi. It’s only a first date. We’ll figure it out.”

She rolled her blue eyes that matched mine. “In other words, you’re just going to fuck.”

“Jesus, Annie! You’re only fifteen. You’re not supposed to know such things.”

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