Page 31 of Lucky Boys
“I didn’t think I was a voyeur, but I’m starting to change my mind on that.” He shrugged and gave me a flirty smile. “I have a feeling I’ll be unlocking a lot of kinks while staying here.”
I leaned forward so we were only inches apart. I wanted to reach out and close that space. I knew it would be welcome, but I wouldn’t cross that line until we talked more.
I took a step back, as sense came back to me, needing to breathe. Brooks blinked like he was shaking out of a trance.
“Do you want to come with me to get the rest of your stuff from your house? You’ll likely be here for a while, so I thought you might want your own things.”
Brooks beamed, and holy fuck did that do something to my heart.
“Yeah? Oh, that would be awesome. D’s gonna be so happy. He’s been complaining that we forgot his usual sleep pants.”
His sweetness really got to me. He always was looking out for Diego and putting him first. “Will he be coming with us?”
“Nah. Now that he’s here and settling in, good luck getting him out.”
I wondered about that, but so far neither brother had opened up about it, and I wasn’t going to pry or look further into it. It wasn’t our business, and if Diego wanted to tell us, then he would.
“Sounds good. How ‘bout you take a shower and then we’ll head out in 30?”
Brooks bounced up on his feet. “Shower alone? I wouldn’t mind sharing. You know, saving water and all.”
I laughed gruffly. “Yes, brat, alone.” But I smiled and finally gave in, tracing my thumb over his full lips to soften the words. I wanted him to know I was interested, but we needed tohave a discussion before anything happened. Things were too complicated not to mention our natural preferences. I didn’t trust either of us not to take things to the next level if we were naked in a confined space, so I’d have to be the voice of reason and keep things under control.
Brooks’s tongue peeked out and brushed against the side of my thumb. I had the urge to push it all the way into his mouth and see what that tongue could do, but I pulled away.
The boy was lost in his lust, but eventually he blinked out of it. “I’ll meet you by the front,” I told him gruffly before turning away.
Brooks seemed satisfied enough with that.
He waved bye to Riley, who still was half crashed on a bench, looking like he was close to falling asleep, and hugged Skye and gave him a kiss on the cheek before bouncing out of the gym. I couldn’t help but smile. Hopefully, I had enough energy to hang with him.
“So . . . ,” Brooks began, leaning back in the chair. “What’s your role in Il Fortunato, besides being the other boss. Not that that’s not enough, but I’ve got a feeling that’s not all you do. You’re way too badass to spend your time doing paperwork all the time.”
I wrinkled my nose. “Yeah, I don’t do paperwork. That’s all Luca. I’m a sniper.”
Brooks’s head snapped toward me, his eyes wide. “No shit? That’s sick.”
“I’m guessing that’s a good thing?” I teased.
“Yeah, old man, it’s a good thing.”
I raised an eyebrow. “Old man?”
Brooks shivered and wiggled in his seat. “I meant extremely sexy, distinguished gentleman, obviously.”
Fuck, this boy. Even I struggled to keep a straight face. “Obviously,” I replied drily.
The whole way there the conversation was light and fun and full of banter. I found myself enjoying talking to him a lot. It was kind of like talking to Skye, but Brooks’s back and forth was a lot less deliberate, and just him being him. His enthusiasm about everything was infectious.
We were barely a quarter of a mile down Brooks and Diego’s driveway when I realized something was wrong. Someone had recently travelled this way, multiple someones by the look of it and the disturbance of the rocks. I’d say it was heavy vehicles, maybe even ATVs. They left a noticeable mess, one I imagined had been on purpose. Even Brooks stilled, staring intensely.
I opened my mouth to tell him to call Diego, but Brooks already had his phone in his hand.
“I’m texting D to check the security cameras.”
“Good call.”
I kept driving, but I slowed down and grabbed my Glock from the center console. It wasn’t my weapon of choice, but would do in a pinch.
