Shrugging, I picked up a card from the deck, and just my luck, it was a five. “I’m out.”

His eyes widened, then narrowed. “Show me.”

I clutched my heart. “Are you sayin’ you don’t trust me?”

His brow rose. “In cards, no.”

“Just take it off, baby.” I grinned.

He gave me the middle finger before leaning back and lifting a foot to grab his sock.

I shook my head. “I want the boxers.”

“You can’t tell me what piece of clothin’.”

“If you remove the boxers, I’ll make it worth your while.” I winked.

“That should come off sleazy, so why do I find it’s not?”

Chuckling, I said, “Because you like me.”

Kylo stood. His thumbs hooked into the sides of his boxers, and slowly, he started to push them down. I got to see the start of his dick when we heard a key going into the front door. Kylo’s eyes flared, he grabbed up a tee, but the person was already stepping through the door.

“Fuckin’ knew it,” Death said as he stood there staring at both of us. I hadn’t moved, except to lean back against the couch.

“Yo,” I said, then glanced at Kylo. “Remind me to take my keys off the brothers.” I shifted back to Death. “You never know what you’re gonna walk in on.”

“When did this start?” he asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

“A while ago,” I told him. “Want a drink?”

Kylo growled under his breath.

I grinned as Death chuckled. “Another time. You for real about this?” he asked me.

“Hell yes.”

Death eyed me a little longer. “Don’t fuckin’ mess him around.”

“Not plannin’ on it.”

He grunted. “Good. Have fun. I’m out.”

“Later,” I called.

“Yeah, ah, bye,” Kylo said. When Death was gone, he turned to me. “That was weird.”

I snorted. “Nah, he’s just lookin’ out for you.”

His head jerked back. “I didn’t know he….”

“Cared?”

“Well, yeah.” He shook his head. “How many brothers have keys?”

“Death, State, Country, Wreck, and Quake. I didn’t care who popped in, until now. I’ll get the keys back, but they’ll ask questions about why I want them.”

“Just say you’re seein’ someone.”

“You know Country will want to know who.”

He bit his bottom lip and shrugged. “Tell him.”

“Yeah?”

He straightened. “Yeah, I mean… you like me. I like you. We’re gonna see this out, right?”

He sounded so unsure and adorable. Fuck me. I wanted to drag him across the coffee table and take his mouth. If both my arms were working, I would have. For now, I settled on saying, “You’re right, lover, we’re gonna see where this goes.”

“You’re certain? I’m not gonna grow boobs or a pussy, so you’re shit outta luck in that area.”

I threw my head back and laughed. Damn, he was a fool. I knew that. Of fucking course I knew that. I liked what he had for me. Shit, I wasn’t even pushing for sex between us because I enjoyed the handies and blow jobs. Hell, I even liked fondling his dick.