Page 15 of Perfect Storm
“One cheat day isn’t going to kill you,” Riley said, like he already knew what Aidan was going to say. “And the best place in townfinallydelivers out here.”
“That was all Charlie,” Aidan said. “That kid could charm anyone to do anything. He spent the last few summers convincing them to deliver out here.”
“Charlie?” Levi asked.
“We’re gonna get you to watch hockey, at some point,” Landry said, ruffling Levi’s hair. “Charlie Barnes? The Barnesbrothers?”
“Oh, right. And Charlie’s charming, eh?”
“Could charm the paint right off a house,” Aidan said.
“He cute? Single? Into guys?” Levi asked. Not that he was actually interested, but spending the whole day trying to pretend that Aidan wasn’t the best-looking, most mouth-watering option he’d seen in awhile was killing him.
Landry rolled his eyes. “Calm down, bro.”
“Not sure about the middle one, but one and three? Yeah,” Riley said, shooting Landry a knowing look. Landry just groaned.
“And Charlie’s practically a baby,” Aidan complained. “He’s what . . .twenty-one? Twenty-two?”
“You get drafted at eighteen and go straight to the NHL, you’re not a baby,” Riley said staunchly. “He’s a good guy. Even better for finally batting his baby blues at Gio, down at the pizza shop, and convincing him to deliver out here.”
“I heard he did a lot more than just bat his eyes,” Aidan said. He was frowning now as he parked the boat and turned it off. Was he jealous of Levi wondering if Charlie Barnes was single? No way, he couldn’t possibly be jealous. Not when he was still in love with Morris Jeffries.
“I like him already,” Levi joked. “Knows how to get the job done.”
Aidan’s frown deepened. “I need a shower. Ri, you wanna order?”
Levi half considered doing something stupid and wandering into Aidan’s bathroom. Joining him in the shower.
It would be a good time. No question about that. But after it was over, Aidan would probably wish he hadn’t done it, and Levi could deal with a lot, but he never wanted, with anyone, to be something they regretted.
“Levi—you want your regular?” Riley asked him as Landry piled shit into his big arms—damp towels and empty bags and the cooler with only the remnants of melted ice rattling around inside.
“Yeah. Pepperoni mushroom.”
“Make that two,” Aidan said.
“Another pepperoni with ham and pineapple and jalapenos,” Landry said.
“Ew gross,” Riley said. “You’d better be eating that one by yourself.”
“Riley, I hate to break it to you,” Aidan said, slinging an arm around his brother’s shoulders, “you’re not only dating the man, but his excruciating taste in pizza toppings.”
“Kinda like whoever ends up finally taking Levi off the market has to tolerate his ugly shorts?”
Levi snorted out a laugh. His shorts weregreat, thank you very much.
“Exactly,” Aidan said. “You’d better hope they’re colorblind.”
They trooped up to the house, bags and cooler divided among them, and went their separate ways, Riley’s voice echoing in the living room as he put in the order with Gio.
Levi didn’t wander into Aidan’s shower. Kept to his own, even though he let himself drift off as the cool water flowed down his body, cock taking more than a healthy interest once he let his mind wander in Aidan’s direction, again.
His orgasm was satisfying, but the moment he walked back into the kitchen and saw Aidan’s throat working as he swallowed half a bottle of Gatorade, backlit from the fridge light, it was like he hadn’t even bothered to touch himself.
Levi tried to ignore it. No,scratch that.Hedidignore it. Nothing had changed. Aidan was still Aidan. Annoying and the most big brother to ever big brother. Hot yes, but what a holy pain in the ass.
And Levi was still Levi, someone who just wanted to have fun whenever he could, with whoever he could.
