Cole After showing Tia the ginormous bathroom, I went in search of Lucas. Iâd heard a door slam down the hall and knew he was back and no doubt stewing.
Opening his office door, I step inside without knocking. His eyes snap up to meet mine from above his computer.
âIâve ordered Chinese, and weâre going to watch a movie. Are you going to join us?â
He pauses and stares at me with such intensity, I shuffle uncomfortably on the spot. I hate it when he does this, withdraws from me. âCome on, Lucas. Donât be like this.â I wince at the pleading tone in my voice.
Lucasâs gray eyes drill into mine. Heâs pissed, but Iâm not even sure why.
Before he finally exhales, the silence between us is deafening.
âI havenât seen you in weeks.â He spits the words out with vitriol. âYou left.â His words hang in the air.
I left and came back with someone, someone I love. Possibly more than him. He thinks it but refuses to say it.
âThen you fuck her on the dining table you expect me to eat at?â His cold eyes should unnerve me, but they donât. Iâm used to his unfeeling, detached demeanor.
I chuckle to myself. âI knew youâd be watching. I thought youâd like that.â I grin at the gift I handed to him on a silver platter, fresh material for his spank bank. âNext time, Iâll make sure she faces the other way. You should see her come, brother.â My cock swells in my jeans at the mere thought. Lucas doesnât miss the action either; his eyes flick to my cock, then quickly back up to my face as though completely unfazed.
If he could just give in . . .
âIâm not hungry.â He snaps his mouth shut, making me scoff at his juvenile attitude.
âSure youâre not. You can sit here pretending you donât want a taste of my girlâs pussy all you like, but we both know you do.â
I turn on my heel and make my way into the kitchen.
If only he would give in.
Everything would be perfect.