After I rinse my mouth out, I turn to face him. “You should get some sleep. We have to be up in an hour.”
“Sleeping is for boring people. Like Lachlan.”
I snort. “Well, then let me politely request that you get the fuck out of my room.”
“Such a mean big brother,” Otto whines. “But fine. Maybe I’ll go see if the other Lord is asleep yet.”
Sighing, I climb into bed. “Leave him alone.”
“Speaking of… whatdowe think of him?”
I shrug as I set my phone down on the wireless charger. “Christ, it’s been a few hours, Ot. I don’t know him well enough to form an opinion.”
“He seems… repressed,” Otto replies, looking at the wall with a faraway look.
“No,” I tell him automatically. “Just because you think someone is fit does not mean you can attempt to change their sexuality. The world doesn’t work that way.”
He pouts as he stands up. “Fine. I just–”
A knock at the door startles both of us, and Otto’s raised brows make me roll my eyes. “Come in,” I call out.
Lachlan steps into the room, looking between Otto and me. “Sorry, am I interrupting?”
Otto mumbles something that sounds a lot likeyou could never interrupt us, but I shake my head.
“No. Just getting ready to go to sleep,” I tell him.
“Right.” Lachlan rubs the back of his neck and looks at me. “Look, I just want to be sure there’s no weirdness between us after…”
“After our foursome?” Otto offers, smirking as he takes another sip of his drink. “I’d sure hope not, because I expect we’ll all be sharing lots of holes and cocks in the coming years and decades.”
“I don’t do… cock,” Lachlan mutters, shaking his head as if he’s not sure what to make of my rakish brother. “And I’ve also never shared a woman before, so I don’t know how this all should work–”
“Relax,” I tell him. “It’s fine. Otto and I have shared a few women over the years. Obviously we’re not into incest but if the occasion arises, we’ve enjoyed taking turns.”
“This job is important to me,” Lachlan says, his voice taking on a serious note. “I don’t want to jeopardize anything.”
“The only time you jeopardized anything is when you said you don’t do cock,” Otto says. “It’s a shame, really…”
Lachlan’s eyes get harder as they rove over to my brother. “I meant it. I’m not a–” He stops speaking, pressing his lips together.
He doesn’t need to say it.
We all know what he meant.
Otto stands up and walks over to Lachlan. He may seem innocent with his flirting and extravagant personality, but he’s taken men twice his size down with one well-placed punch. He’s lovable but deadly, and my jaw tenses as I watch Lachlan size him up.
“Men like you are all the same,” he snarls, now toe to toe with Lachlan. I didn’t realize that Otto is nearly the same height as him–the surly, tatted man carries himself with threats and swagger, making him seem bigger. “A tough exterior, moody personality, and insecurities that run a mile deep. You think you’re different just because your life was tough? I think not. We’re all carrying the burdens of our past, and we all have skeletons in our closet. We’re in this thing together now, and I see you for what you are.”
Lachlan’s brows shoot up. I highly doubt he expected the menacing attitude to come from my fun-loving brother, and I can only smile as Lachlan takes a step back.
“He’s right,” I say. “There’s a reason we all scored so high. There’s a reason they chose us. Let’s act like the fucking professionals they expect us to be.”
“Exactly,” Otto says, taking a step back. “And if that happens to be group sex every once in a while–”
Lachlan muttersfuck offbefore turning around and walking out the door.
“He’s talkative,” Otto observes, closing my door and crossing his arms.
