Calen’s heated gaze had a wicked look to it. “Oh, you will now. Maybe I won’t have you do it all the time, but knowing that your cock is wrapped up in such a pretty package will make my day go by so much faster.”
“You wouldn’t?” Brent wasn’t sure shocked was the right word, but wearing the underwear to work would have never occurred to him.
Maybe hewasthe most boring sub ever.
Calen leaned over and gave him a quick kiss. “Oh, you know I will. Come on, let’s go. No more distracting me with sexy things.”
Brent shook his head again. He seemed to be doing that a lot lately. “This was your idea. Stop molesting my clothes, then we’ll go.”
Waving the naughty scraps of fabric toward Brent, Calen grinned. “I’m going to do a lot more molesting before the night is over, subbie.”
“You make me crazy,” Brent sighed.
“You love it, though,” Calen replied in a sing-song voice.
Brent rolled his eyes. “I plead the fifth.”
Standing up, Calen reached out with his other hand to help Brent rise. When Calen started walking out of the room, Brent realized he was going to walk right out of the house carrying his stuff out in the open. Hell no.
“You’re not carrying my underwear like that. Let me get something.” Hurrying over to the closet, Brent quickly grabbed one of his old gym bags. Handing it to Calen, Brent made sure everything was hidden and zipped before they left the room. It seemed weird to be heading out for a couple of days with only the small bag. “So, no clothes?”
“No clothes. You can grab your toothbrush and razor if you have to, but that’s it. I’ve got stuff you can use at my place, so that isn’t even necessary.” Calen’s gaze scanned over Brent’s body. It was easy to guess what his Dom was picturing. “Come on before I get sidetracked and we end up missing dinner completely. I don’t want to have to explain that to Garrett.”
“Me neither.” Taking Calen’s hand as they walked toward the front of the house, Brent did his best to push the thoughts about what would happen later to the back of his head. He’d never be able to focus on dinner with those images making him insane.
Calen promised a quick dinner. Hopefully, he could deliver on that because Brent had no desire to put things off any longer. He was ready to belong to his Dom.
CHAPTER 9
Calen
Dinner wasn’t quite like he’d expected. Watching Bryce and Grant pull up as Calen parked the car was a surprise. Taking the key out of the ignition, Calen looked over at Brent. “I thought you said it was just going to be us?”
Brent looked at him and shrugged, “That’s what Garrett said.”
“Looks like he changed his mind or got ambushed at work.”
He looked over at his brothers, responding automatically, “Ambushed. He probably said something, and those two didn’t want to miss the action.”
“Or free food.” Calen knew no one in Brent’s family could cook well enough to pass up free food.
Brent laughed, “Very true. Wyatt seems to be a good cook. He might even give you a run for your money.”
Calen gave Brent a wicked smile. “You trying to be a naughty sub tonight? I might have to remind you how things work when we get home.”
Giving Calen a grin, Brent’s eyes were bright and teasing. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. You keep saying stuff like that, but so far I haven’t seen anything.”
Calen gave a little growl before reaching for the door handle, “Oh subbie, have I got plans for you tonight.”
Climbing out of the car, they ignored the grins coming from Bryce and Grant and walked up to the front door. It wasn’t like he and Brent were hiding anything, so he wasn’t sure what they were so pleased about. Calen ignored it because he wasn’t going to let them get to him.
“Fancy meeting you guys here.” Grant’s grin was filled with mischief as he and Bryce walked across the lawn.
Calen turned towards Brent, lowering his voice. “Is it just me, or has he been in a much better mood the last couple of days?”
Brent’s mouth quirked up and Calen could see the laughter in his eyes, “Suspiciously so.”
Calen looked over to Grant. “What has you in such a good mood? Does it have anything to do with a certain antique store owner?”
