Page 64 of Playing the Game
He stood there helplessly as his sister wept. Taking a seat next to her, he grabbed her hand.
“Come on now. It can’t be that bad.”
“You know what she’s like,” Anna wailed. “She controls everything. I hate her.”
Jonas had experienced everything Anna currently faced. It cut him up to send her back for more.
“Dad’s all right.”
“He’s never there. It’s always just me and her.”
The buzzer went.
“That’ll be Adam,” he said. “Dry your eyes,älskling.”
She grabbed a tissue from the pile of things and blew her nose. Very loudly.
Jonas got up and went to the door. Sure enough, Adam stood on the other side. Whilst it pained Jonas to see Anna upset, he was counting the minutes until he had this hunk of a man alone.
It appeared Adam shared the sentiment. He roughly pulled Jonas close.
”I can’t wait to eat your ass,” he murmured.
Jonas’ cock instantly sprang to attention.
Not now.
He leapt away.
”You need to cool it,” he said, fanning himself.
Adam clutched his chest. ”Me?”
”We’re having a situation. She’s upset about going home,” Jonas said, dragging Adam over the threshold.
”Oh. Sorry.”
Jonas rearranged himself and followed Adam into the lounge where a miserable Anna waited for them.
”Hey, sweetheart,” Adam said. ”Jonas said you’re not so good.”
She flopped down on the couch. Adam sat at her side.
Anna nodded. ”I want to stay here.”
”I get that,” Adam replied. ”You’re what? Fifteen?”
”Nearly sixteen.”
”There you go then. You have no time until you’re independent. Then you can visit us whenever you like.”
Us?
Jonas’ trembled. That was the sexiestUshe’d ever heard.
”It might as well be a lifetime,” Anna wailed.
”Can you tell me what it is that your mum does to upset you?” Adam continued.
