Page 210 of The Villain We Tempt

“Where you off to?”

I glance up from my phone to see Drago has just walked into the kitchen. The sweating, heavy breathing, red face, and the fact that it’s cold outside and he’s in shorts and a t-shirt tells me he probably just got in from a run.

I shrug. “Gotta go do something.”

“Uh-huh.”

I cock a brow. “Something you want to share with the class?”

Drago chuckles a deep, dark laugh and rakes his tattooed fingers over the scruff on his jaw. “Oh, I got plenty, pal. But mostly I’m just curious why you’re being so secretive with whoever-she-is.”

“Simple. She asked me to.”

His brows shoot up as he looks over at me. “Wait, I was just fucking with you,” he grunts. “Are you for real with someone?”

I…think I still am?

IhopeI still am?

Even if her legions of social media fans want to cut my dick off with rusty shears and launch me into the sun for reasons I’m not quite clear about?

I nod. “Yeah, I am.”

Drago keeps staring at me for a second in that weird way he has where you feel his soul has left his body to go haunt someone. Then slowly, he grins.

“Well, shit,” he chuckles deeply. “Who is she?”

I shake my head.

“He?”

My eyes roll. “She.”

“And 'she' is…?”

“Remaining a mystery to you,” I shrug.

He chuckles as he fills a glass with tap water at the sink. “It’s like that, huh?”

“What’s like what?”

I sigh as my brother steps into the kitchen to join the party I’m trying to leave.

“Loch has a special friend, and he won’t say who it is,” Drago grins.

My brother turns to arch a brow at me. “A girl?”

My brow furrows as Drago barks out a laugh. “You don’t think if I wasmaybeplaying both teams, or for the home team entirely, that you, my own fucking brother, wouldn’t know?”

Ronan grins widely. “I’m saying my fingers are crossed, for the sake of our parents, that you still enjoy fucking women.”

I frown. “Huh?”

“Grandchildren, dumbass,” he snickers. “God help us if Demi procreates?—”

“Yeah, I’d be okay never talking about our sisterprocreating,actually,” I grunt. “But what, you don’t think you’ll have kids yourself?”

“Pass.” Ro frowns. “Also, I don’t need to. You’re the heir, buddy. I’m the spare.” He winks. “I enjoy putting thingsintovaginas. Not watching things come out.”