He stares at me while drinking from his beer before turning back to gazing at the mountains unseen.

"f.u.c.k. This is for your ears only. You got me?" he states with a quick glance back to me.

What the h.e.l.l, starting off the way he has makes my stomach spasm. Ruben never has problems at least he never has problems that he wants kept quiet.

"You got it." I put the longneck to my mouth and drain the bottle while I wait for him to tell me what the h.e.l.l is going on.

"It's the club," he sighs, "nothing financial. That's secure. Keith walked up on a couple of guys trying to break into the club two nights ago. They ran when they spotted him running towards them, but last night some more windows were taken out."

"f.u.c.k-in-h.e.l.l, again? Why your club? What the h.e.l.l are they after in there?"

"f.u.c.k if I know, but it's p.i.s.sing me off, and to top it all, one of the waitresses is giving me a hard time. She ignores what I ask her to do and does what the h.e.l.l she 'thinks' I mean, spending most of the time bugging me. Why can't they keep their mouths shut, smile wide and serve the customers, instead of bugging the s.h.i.t outta me."

Thinking about what he just said causes me to roar with laughter. Yes, he's p.i.s.sed because of the vandalism and attempted break in, but steam practically came out of his ears when talking about his waitress. I'd bet my last dollar her name is Rosie.

"What's her name?" I keep the amus.e.m.e.nt out of my voice.

He takes his time in answering. "Why? What difference does knowing her name make?"

He looks everywhere, but me when he says it and I know I'm right even before the words come out. "Her name wouldn't be Rosie, would it?" I chuckle at the look on his face. "You know what will get her out of your system?" Trying to keep my face straight while having this conversation is h.e.l.l.

"Do I even want to know what you're about to suggest?" Ruben glares at me while moving to sit on one of the chairs scattered around the porch.

Sitting opposite him, I grin and reply, "Well, I was thinking naked, rope and one or two of those toys you keep locked away." Yeah, my brother loves nothing more than being in control.

He's actually contemplating my suggestion a well that's a first. Ruben loves his toys, but what guy doesn't?

"So this is where you two disappeared to," Michael grumbles as he walks through the door and slumps into a chair on the porch. He looks exhausted. "Christ...I don't think I've ever been as stressed as I have since meeting Lily. She's going to be the death of me."

Ramon laughs as he comes through the door, followed by Lucien, George and my dad. He punches Michael's shoulder as he teases, "She just might when you see what Carla's bought her."

Michael and I both look at Ramon waiting for him to enlighten us. What the h.e.l.l has she gotten Lily? My mind is working overtime to try and come up with something that I can imagine Carla buying, but nothing naughty comes to mind.

Ramon snickers. "All I'm going to say is that its bright pink and Carla tried to hide it in the fruit bowl with the bananas when I caught her about to wrap it in the kitchen." He now starts to laugh harder. "Oh G.o.d, it was the first d.a.m.n thing I saw when walking into the kitchen...fluorescent, f.u.c.king pink." He finishes shaking his head with a slight blush along his cheeks.

I wish he'd kept his mouth shut now while I try to count backwards in my head to get my wayward body part back under control at the thought of what Carla has obviously bought. I wonder if she likes to play and if she has any of her own toys.

"What has that grin on your face," Lucien asks, kicking my foot from his position to the right of me. "Or should I ask who?"

"Thinking about something." I glance at him and meet his knowing stare and just know he's not going to let it go so I speak before he can start again, "So what about Sabrina? She's pretty. Nice figure."

Sitting straighter in his chair, Lucien glares at me like a f.u.c.king girl. "You stay away from her," he warns. "She's Lily's friend, not someone you can screw and never see again."

"Lucien calm it down before your mother overhears," Dad shuts him up, but it won't be the end of it.

It's kind of funny watching him squirm in his seat over a woman, something that he hasn't done since his accident. In fact, this is the first time he's shown any interest in anyone in a long time. I'm just not sure going after Lily's friend is the best idea though. Like Lucien said, she isn't someone you can screw and never see again. Not that s.c.r.e.w.i.n.g her ever entered my head. The only woman I want was wrapped around Ramon not too long ago.

After a few minutes of silence, each of us lost in our own thoughts. I feel someone staring at me, looking up I meet Ramon's eyes. He's looking at me as though he's trying to see inside me. Have I given away my feelings towards Carla? I refuse to call her his girlfriend. I'm so screwed.

"So Sebastian, we're all curious about Jacky," Ramon says still not breaking eye contact.

"What about Jacky?" Just hearing her name makes my c.o.c.k shrivel up and quiver resting against my b.a.l.l.s. She wants a McKenzie and any one of us will do, but while she's my secretary, I can't escape.

I'll admit, to begin with her s.e.xy body in the tight clothes got to me, and she has a set of t.i.ts to make a man's mouth water. Once or twice I'd almost given in to temptation to dip my c.o.c.k between her thighs, especially when she deliberately bent over my conference table. But f.u.c.k, there is no way in h.e.l.l I intend to follow through, even more so since I've met Carla, although a distraction sure is needed because I can't carry on craving my brother's woman like I have for the past five months.

"She always looks as though she's left part of her clothes at home," Ramon says, which everyone seems to find funny apart from me. "I mean she's mighty fine with one h.e.l.l of aa" he trails off when Dad glares at him.

"Ramon, as I recall you have a lovely girl inside with the ladies. You shouldn't be noticing the attributes of someone else." Dad frowns watching Ramon's reaction to his comment. "You are serious about Carla...aren't you?"

Ramon lets out a sigh while rubbing his brows as though he has a headache. "We're dating. We're also friends." Ramon glances at me before looking back at Dad. "She's living with me while she gets back on her feet. She insisted on doing my paperwork while Stephanie is on maternity leave, so she works in the office at home...and before you get the wrong idea, I pay her the same as I paid Stephanie, which has been a d.a.m.n fight." He rubs his hands over his face as though exhausted before meeting my eyes. "So now you know why Carla lives with me."

What is he trying to tell me? I say me because there is no way I can mistake the direction of his statement. I haven't had that many beers, but if there is a meaning behind his words it escapes me.

"We've gone off track here. I still want to hear about Sebastian and Jacky," Ruben interrupts, refusing to let me off the hook.

"There is no Sebastian and Jacky," I bite out. "I have no interest in her and this conversation is over." Standing up, I toss my empty bottle into the barrel Dad keeps on the porch behind Mom's planters, before turning back to face off against my brothers who are all smirking. Even George seems to be enjoying himself at my expense.

"Well son, I can't say I know exactly what's going on, but I think you need to keep your zipper fastened around the staff."

Speechless. While my brothers try to control their laughter, I just look at Dad... speechless. He always has a way of making you feel like a teenager that's been caught in the hayloft with a hot babe all over again. "This zipper's stayed fastened for over five fuc...um, months." My eyes quickly go to my Dad.

And to add to my embarra.s.sment, Lucien is motioning me to turnaround, which I do and come face to face with Carla.

f.u.c.kin' great!

Chapter 7.

Carla Who the h.e.l.l are they telling him to keep his zipper up with? Relief washes over me at Sebastian's words...did he really just admit to keeping his zipper up for five months? Is that because he met me? Is it because I'm the only one he wants? I try to hide the smile that's threatening to break at my joy over that revelation. It shouldn't and he certainly shouldn't feel like that towards me when he thinks I'm attached to his brother.

Clearing my throat while gazing up at Sebastian, I say, "We've finished if you all want to come back inside."

Turning tail, I start to walk back towards the living room where everyone is still having a good laugh with Lily at the presents she has just received.

The men are in for a shock when they catch site of the bounty set out on the table for all to see. Poor Michael, he's going to get some teasing from his brothers when they catch sight of the more racy gifts: handcuffs, crotch-less panties, nipple care gift set and let's not forget the florescent pink 'rampant rabbit' vibrator, which was my gift.

When Lily first opened the gift, I thought Pippa was about to have a heart attack when she realized what the gift was, until she started to laugh and made a comment about Michael ending up frustrated as h.e.l.l until after the babies were born. For a split second, everyone went silent before we fell about in fits of laughter, which we tried to calm down a bit before we sent Lily into labor.

Arriving back in the living room, I come to an abrupt stop when I spot the 'rabbit' slap bang in the middle of the table, out of its box looking ready to go. OhmyG.o.d. When I left the room it had been to the side in its box, but now there was no chance it would be missed by anyone.

Feeling arms wrap around me from behind, I realize it was either that or be knocked over. Well that will teach me to stop suddenly. Feeling the body pressing up against my back and the smell of his cologne, it's Sebastian who holds onto me.

His breath is hot against my neck as he groans into my ear sending needles of l.u.s.t straight to my core as he pulls me closer. Turning my head to face him, I watch as he removes his eyes from the pink object and meets my gaze. All I want to do is turn in his arms, seal our lips together and press harder against his aroused body.

"Holy f.u.c.k."

The spell between us is broken by Ruben's choice of words. Sebastian slowly starts to remove his hands from me leaving a trail of heat behind.

I take a few steps forward and practically wilt into the sofa, my legs feeling like Jell-O, no longer able to hold me up.

"Ruben Elias McKenzie," Pippa shouts making me jump. "You are not too old to have your mouth washed out with soap and water."

Looking bashful, Ruben replies, "Yes ma'am. Wasn't expecting to see...well, you know." Ruben waves his arms around in the direction of the table.

Michael finally seems to find his tongue. "Can't wait to play."

He saunters over to Lily with a s.e.xy grin on his face, which matches the one on Lily's. I overhear him whispering words of love to his very pregnant wife and I find myself longing for someone to do the same with me. I catch him eyeing the goods on the table, which makes me chuckle. They're going to have some fun once the babies arrive a in more ways than one.

Ramon's hand falls onto my shoulder and I glance up to where he's standing beside my chair. He gives me a rea.s.suring smile and we watch his brothers walk over to the table for a closer look. Lucien directs sly glances towards Sabrina who exchanges a nervous grin with him before coming to sit on the sofa beside me.

I've watched Lucien over the past few months mainly because of Lily's attachment to him and he really does treat her as a sister and sometimes comes across as the overbearing big brother, which can be amusing. I've also seen him when he thinks no one is watching him and he looks lonely. From what I've picked up from Ramon, he hasn't had any sort of female company since his accident, which is sad because he has a lot to offer. Even with the scars on one side of his face and neck, he is a handsome man who looks to have a great physic not to mention a loving heart, which his family see all the time. Especially when he's around Lily.

Perhaps Sabrina just needs time to settle in to her life here in Lexington. After all she'd grown up in Virginia before going to England with her parents.

"We'll leave soon," Ramon whispers in my ear. I've forgotten he's standing behind me with my thoughts all over the place while trying not to think about Sebastian and how it felt to be in his arms, pressed against his front with his c.o.c.k growing against me. Argh! Don't go there.

Without looking at Ramon, I take hold of one of his hands and squeeze, "Okay."

Letting go of his hand, I watch Ramon walk off towards Ruben before I turn to Sabrina whose been watching our exchange.

"How are you finding your way around Lexington?" I ask hoping to draw her out a bit. To hear Lily talk about Sabrina I never would have thought she'd be shy, but she is.

"I love Lexington. It's been about ten years since I was last here with my parents and nothing's changed much, at least from what I remember. My father was here to purchase a horse that he'd been after for a while," she smiles at what must be a fond memory. "He was so determined to have this particular horse, Sultan. He was black as the night and ruled the stables," she chuckles. "What about you? You're not from around here."

"No...I was born in Montana, but lived most of my life in Canada until I moved in with Ramon a while back."

Despite Sabrina having my complete attention, I can feel Sebastian's eyes on me, begging me to turn and look at him. Why today? We've been together on numerous occasions since we met, but it's never been like it is today with him. The heated looks and panty wetting touches. Something's changed and I'm not sure what.

"Carla?"

I blink and realize Sabrina has been talking to me while I let Sebastian distract me again. "Sorry, what did you say?"

She smiles. "I asked you how you met Ramon, if it's not too personal a question."

Shaking my head, I reply, "No, it's fine. We met when Ramon was up in Canada on a McKenzie building project that my brother, Noah, was also working on. We all just hit it off...the rest, as they say, is history." I offer a small smile and hope she hadn't noticed the catch in my voice when I said 'Noah.'

"At first I thought you were with Sebastian, he can't take his eyes from you," she shrugs her shoulders, "but I'm not that good at recognizing these things anyway."

My stomach drops. Does she really expect me to comment on what she's just said? G.o.d, I hope not.

Chapter 8.

Sebastian Checking out the items on the table, which have been given to Lily, and I suppose Michael, isn't such a great idea, especially with the bright pink thing, in the middle of the table. In all my s.e.xual experience, I can honestly say I've never seen one in bright pink. Not that I was shocked by the toy, I mean I've even used some on willing partners in the past, but f.u.c.k, bright pink!

I hold my tongue at making a crude comment towards Ruben who really is into 'toys', which aren't just for the light-hearted. But, h.e.l.l, standing here looking at the collection, all I can think about is having Carla under me, naked, handcuffed to the headboard of my bed while I use the strawberry flavored nipple gel on her large b.r.e.a.s.t.s and the pink vibrator to bring her to o.r.g.a.s.m before I slip inside her.

Reaching down, I discretely rearrange my d.i.c.k in my jeans, which is ready to burst at the images in my head. I hear Lucien chuckle beside me, which I ignore before turning my back to him and the table to glance at Michael, who's watching us. Probably making sure we don't borrow anything he wants to play with.

Smirking, I make my way over to them and ask, "How's my beautiful sister doing," before leaning over and kissing Lily on the cheek. Crouching down in front of her, I look at her deeply. She's beautiful and more so with her pregnancy in full bloom.

"I'm fine. Thank you Sebastian. What about you? You seem distracted."

I quickly glance at Carla then back to Lily who looks as though she can see every d.a.m.n thing going around in my head right now.

"Don't be worrying about me. I'd say you have your hands full with my brother." Taking hold of her hand, I keep it in mine as I rest them in her lap.

"Hey, brother, stop mauling my wife. Go and get your own," Michael grumbles from beside Lily.

Winking at Lily, I respond, "I already have my woman right here." Laughing, I kiss Lily on the knuckles before I release her. "I'd check Ruben's pockets before he leaves." I grin as Lily starts to laugh, placing her hands on the top of her belly.

"I'm sure our brother doesn't need to borrow Lily's, um, things," Michael replies.

"Why on earth would one of your brothers want to borrow anything of Lily's?" Mom asks coming up behind Michael before walking around the chair to wrap her arm around my waist.

Now I know why they say, boys never grow up, because all I want to do is make this situation worse for my brother and watch him squirm under mom's scrutiny just like we've done on too many occasions to count, but I hold my tongue and wait for him to come up with an answer.

Lily comes to his rescue though. "They're referring to the handcuffs."

"Hmm," Mom lets out a breath, "you boys think I don't know what s.e.x is. Not only have I given birth five times, I've also read Fifty Shades of Grey." She winks at Lily, who looks ready to burst into laughter as Mom walks away to join Dad and George by the window, who look deep in conversation.

Spotting Carla sitting chatting to Sabrina, I decide it's time to leave. I want my brother's girl with a pa.s.sion I've never felt before and being around all those s.e.x toys, having images shooting through my head, is frustrating the h.e.l.l out of me.

Slipping out from the living room, I walk out onto the porch before I remember I brought a jacket with me so turning I head back inside. Reaching for the handle of the office where my jacket is, I push the door open and find Carla who clutches her jacket against her, when I walk in and close the door behind me.

"What is it with you and small rooms," I say trying to make light of the fact we're the only ones in the room, although I'm not sure why I closed the door. "You leaving?"

Carla licks her lips before replying, "Yeah, Ramon has some work to do."

I nod my head and retrieve my jacket from the peg as Carla tries to slip past me.

"What about a goodbye hug," I ask. This is nothing unusual as we always say goodbye, the only difference this time is that we're alone, usually we're standing at the front door and throwing hugs around left, right and center.

"Okay," she agrees and takes the step needed to stand directly in front of me.