Jack relaxed, a bit of a smirk crossing his face.
“ Jesus , is that all? We’ve been friends since grade school. I’ve seen you naked more often than anyone I know and I’ve never once hit on you. Relax. I’m completely heterosexual, and so are you.”
“Just wanted to make sure, because—I have read a few of those books…” The confession stuck in his throat. Jack held back his laughter and Kane didn’t know if he should thank him for it, or punch him.
“You’ve read erotic romance?”
Kane sighed. “On my phone. There was a reading program included with my latest upgrade and I started downloading freebies off the web. One was this really hot book and…”
“And it was one of Dara’s naughty type. Oh the hidden depths of your soul. Shit, I wonder what other revelations I’m going to discover this weekend? Dara’s reading smut behind a fake cover, you’re not sending a million text messages but getting into kink. All of a sudden my reading habits seem so pedestrian.”
“Don’t be an ass.”
“Don’t be an idiot.” Jack stepped around him to drain the noodles. “You know I’m not into guys. Dara’s the only one I want, and since what she wants right now is a ménage, I can handle your ham and eggs on the bed. She can enjoy them, because I’m not going to.”
Kane sat heavily in his chair, relief spreading slowly through his limbs. His fears didn’t disappear completely, but at least Jack knew his discomfort. That should make it easier, shouldn’t it? “Okay.”
A hearty guffaw bounced back. “You’re so damn amusing.”
He gave Jack the finger. “Screw off. I wasn’t the one staring at your dick earlier.”
Jack paused in opening the kitchen cabinets. “No, but maybe you should try it.”
“Shut the fuck up.” Kane whirled a throw cushion at Jack, who deflected it easily and fixed Kane in place with a penetrating stare.
“I’m serious. Usually when I’m watching that kind of action, and it’s my cock in the woman, my mind has already gone numb. It was a serious turn-on being able to appreciate sex without my balls dictating what my brain registered.”
Kane dropped his head into his hands and groaned loudly. “I don’t need this. You’re making my brain crazy.”
The room quieted for a moment before Jack spoke, all trace of teasing gone from his voice. “Kane. This is uncharted territory for all of us. If we’re going to make sure Dara’s comfortable with everything we do over the next couple days, you’re going to have to buy in one hundred percent. Don’t go borrowing trouble. You might discover you enjoy watching Dara and me have sex. Pleasure is pleasure, no matter what the twist. I promise I won’t touch you if that’s going to make it better—”
“It will—”
“Shut. Up.” Jack leaned back on the kitchen counter, his arms folded in front of him. “You need to open your mind. Sex isn’t all about missionary position and blowjobs.”
“I’ve never had any complaints in the bedroom.”
“I’m sure you haven’t. Neither have I, but I doubt what we’re doing is carbon copy.”
Oh man, there was a huge understatement. “Damn right. I put on my headphones as soon as I know you’ve got a woman in your room. I’ve never been into voyeurism.”
Jack flashed his deadly smile. “Looks like you and Dara are both in for an education, aren’t you?”
What the hell have I gotten myself into? Kane dragged a hand through his hair and let out a deep breath. “Fine. So for the rest of it, how are we going to do this?”
“Keep it fun, keep it light. Everything we do is intended to make Dara’s fantasy a reality. We’ve got a ton of skiing to do every day with the evenings wide open for play. I don’t think we need an agenda beyond that.”
The book lay on the table between them and Kane gestured toward it as he rose to his feet. “You enjoying that?”
“Just speed-reading for now. Looks like it’s got all the classic moves, although
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