Page 23 of Kaden & Keegan
Bristol Newton had been playing games with them for the past year, stringing Kaden along. Enough to keep his interest, but never enough to allude to the possibility of more. Typical woman shit. And while he wouldn’t turn Bristol down if she asked, Keegan damn sure wasn’t the sort who was interested in playing games.
“I’m goin’ with the flow,” Kaden stated. “Just like you told me to do.”
“Since when do you listen to me?”
“It’s rare, but it happens.”
He grinned, watching Kaden put the potatoes in the microwave. “You got a date in mind?”
“What?”
Keegan chuckled. “A date. You know, the good time we’re supposed to be offerin’. What do you think those eager ladies will be biddin’ on?”
“Us.”
“Wow.” Keegan’s cheeks hurt from his smile. “How exactly do you carry the weight of that ego around all day?”
Kaden’s responding “fuck you” lacked any heat.
“So why’re you backin’ off from Bristol now? ’Cause we both know you’re not givin’ up completely.”
“What would you have done?”
“Hell, I would’ve signed us up a long time ago. But I’m not the one with the hard-on for the daycare owner.”
Not that he would cop to anyway.
