The Hookup Handbook(36)
“I don’t know. What do you think, Case?”
Ryder’s voice snaps me back to reality, and I’m suddenly aware of the half-swollen appendage that’s appeared in my pant leg.
I need to get it together.
Suddenly, I’m very grateful that Sienna chose to sit next to her brother, and that there’s a whole table between us to hide my obvious arousal. Now that Ryder knows my secret, it would be hard to explain a semi in the middle of a dinner with his kid sister.
“About squats versus dead lifts?”
“No, about plant-based protein shakes. I’m still on the fence about how it affects my gains.”
My brain is completely fried. “Oh, right, right. Yeah, I don’t know, man. You should probably look into that.”
Ryder keeps talking, debating with himself whether he should consider going vegan, when our food arrives and the decision is pretty much made for him.
Sienna gives me another warning look, her eyes lecturing me about how I need to focus and act normal. But honestly? The more eye contact she makes with me, the more she tries to communicate the need for us to behave, the more it makes me want her.
“Yeah . . . who am I kidding? I could never give this shit up,” he says, eyeing his massive burger with so much love, I believe him.
“I agree completely. Some things are just too good not to have over and over again.” I keep my eyes trained on Sienna as the words leave my mouth.
Another blush creeps over her chest and cheeks, and for a second, I can see it in her eyes: she wants another round too. But just as quickly as it appeared, the look is gone, and she’s rolling her eyes at me again, silently telling me to shut the fuck up and behave.
We get through the rest of dinner without any major hiccups. Conversation flows easily between the three of us, Ryder finding ways to talk about work that don’t make Sienna gag, and Sienna explaining how her ballet class is going. Through it all, I can’t take my mind off last night, not even when I do my best to shake my residual horniness and focus. It’s simply no use. With Sienna in front of me, all bets are off.
When we’re about finished with dinner, Ryder gets up to go to the bathroom, leaving Sienna and me alone at the table. My pulse jumps at the thought of sneaking a kiss while he’s gone, but the look on her face once Ryder is out of earshot quickly snaps me out of it.
“What the fuck are you doing?” she whispers, resting her elbows on the table and leaning toward me.
Even annoyed, she’s sexy as hell. Fuck, this girl is really under my skin.
“Oh, come on. Ryder doesn’t have a clue.”
“Not right now he doesn’t. But if you keep saying weird things and eye-fucking me across the table, he’s definitely going to figure it out.”
“Don’t you think you’re giving him a little too much credit? I mean, don’t get me wrong, I love the guy, but he’s not exactly known for being able to read a room.”
She narrows her eyes, folding her arms across her chest. “He’s not an idiot, Case. And if there’s one thing he knows more than anything, it’s sexual chemistry.”
“So you admit it. You and I have chemistry.”
“That’s not the point. The point is I don’t know why you’re being so weird about this right now. You wouldn’t sleep with me before because I was Ryder’s sister, and now you’re throwing around innuendos like it’s your job.”
Before I can respond, Ryder reappears, sliding into the booth next to Sienna and popping his last few fries into his mouth.
“What’d I miss?” He looks between us, and Sienna and I both force a smile.
“Work stuff, nothing exciting,” she says, tucking her hair behind her ears and avoiding eye contact with me.
I try to brush off what she said, but part of me is a little hurt. I know we talked about it being a one-time thing, but that was before we did it and saw how incredible our connection really is. Last night didn’t change things for me, necessarily. Actually, it confirmed them.
Sienna is officially the sexiest woman I’ve ever been with, and now that I know she still wants me too, there’s no way I’m letting her go without another taste.
After Ryder and Sienna drop me off at my place, I spend the rest of the night trying not to text her. The second I lay eyes on my bed, all the memories of last night rush back over me.
The way she arched her back as she came. Her silky hair spread out over my pillow as I buried myself inside her again and again. The look in her eyes when she woke up this morning, already so eager to go for another round.
I haven’t been this turned on in a long time.
After just one night, she’s gotten so under my skin, I feel like I’m going fucking crazy.
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The next day, I meet up with Nic and Elle for dinner at their new place by the park. I haven’t seen Elle since Nic told me she was pregnant, and I definitely haven’t had a chance to see their new place, not with how crazy my schedule has been since the book deal.
Walking up the steps of their brownstone with a bottle of wine in one hand and a nice sparkling water in the other, I can’t help but think about what it would be like to get out of the business for good. Not that I would walk away from my company, but transitioning into a more behind-the-scenes role is starting to sound better and better these days.
Not only is my man meat clearly not in a position to be meeting and pleasing anyone not named Sienna at the moment, but writing this book and sharing with the world all the knowledge I’ve acquired over the years has made me realize how normal the escort life has become for me. And while no part of me is ashamed of the life I’ve led and the business I’ve built from the ground up, I’m not sure how sustainable it is to keep working as an escort moving forward.