And he turned away because that ring of hers was burning a hole in his pocket.
What was he thinking? The fact that she’d possessed a hymen didn’t make her innocent. She’d cheated on her fiancé twice in one night with two different brothers, and yet he stood outside her door mooning over her like an idiot.
Perhaps he hadn’t learned as much as he’d thought he had from Yasmin.
A knock on Tori’s front door drew him from his thoughts. Oliver glanced down at his watch. It was after midnight. Who would call on her at this hour? He crossed the space and opened the door, only to be confronted with the one person in the world he would have given half his life not to deal with tonight.
“Callum, go home,” he ordered wearily.
“What are you doing here?” Callum glared, somewhere between shock and anger.
Rory put a hand on Callum’s arm. “I think we should go, Cal.”
Oliver winced. Now he could see what a massive mistake this whole evening had been. He should never have followed Tori at the fundraiser, never gone looking for her in the first place. Then she wouldn’t have fled. Callum could have been the one to find himself in the trap. No doubt his younger brother would have been thrilled. Now he had to face the fact that he’d taken not only what should have been her fiancé’s prize, but he’d also fucked his brother’s crush.
“Tori left early and I escorted her home.”
“And then you took your clothes off?” Callum accused, scowling at his unbuttoned shirt. He pushed his way into the room, and his gaze dropped immediately to the floor. He bent and picked up the designer gown Tori had been wearing earlier. “And hers.”
Oliver’s gut knotted. He’d hoped Tori was simply another in his younger brother’s long line of flirtations, but the devastated look on his brother’s face said that Callum fancied himself in love with her.
Apparently, he’d started a shit storm.
“Callum, I can explain.”
“Where’s Tori?” Rory asked. “Tell me she’s not asleep and that you weren’t trying to sneak out of her bed.”
He hadn’t had the opportunity to sneak out. Not that he’d wanted to. He’d planned on talking to her in the morning about setting her up as his mistress. If she turned up pregnant, he would make her his wife. Now he could see plainly how that plan would go over with his brothers. Callum wasn’t the only one who thought he was in love. Rory did, too, and Oliver could see he was going to be the villain in this piece. “I think we should all sit down and talk this out. I made a mistake tonight. Unfortunately, it’s not one I can take back.”
He might have tied himself to Tori. He might even be able to keep her, but if he did, he stood a good chance of losing his brothers.
Rory’s face had flushed a vibrant red. “Tell me you were gentle with her. She’s not experienced.”
“How did you know that?” Now he could feel his own fury building. “Callum wasn’t the only one who got caught with his hands in the honey pot?”
“Don’t talk about her like that,” Callum said through clenched teeth.
He didn’t like the possessive tone in his brother’s voice. Callum needed to understand what had transpired tonight and what would happen tomorrow because of it. Oliver had made his bed with his impatient dick. Now they would all have to lie in it. “I’ll talk about her any way I like. I took her virginity, so she’s my responsibility now. You two will keep your hands off her.”
“You can’t treat her like she’s property, Oliver,” Rory shot back, grinding his teeth.
“I can and I will. If she turns up pregnant, I’ll be forced to marry her and she’ll be your sister-in-law. That episode in the conference room will be the last such incident I’ll abide.”
“Pregnant? You might have gotten her pregnant?” Rory breathed the words like they were some sort of secret that could kill them all. “Don’t you carry condoms?”
Of all the things he was ashamed of, this ranked among the highest. “I imagined she was on the pill.”
He couldn’t tell his brothers that while he’d been in her arms he hadn’t thought about anything except her. Nothing else had existed except her arms around him, her body against his. He hadn’t been smart enough to don a condom.
“You bastard!” Callum shouted and ran for him, a threatening fist cocked.
Oliver took a punch hard to the jaw that almost had him seeing stars. Pain exploded through his head. He fell to the ground before he knew it.
Callum pounced on top of him and reared back again, fist at the ready. “You ruined everything.”
“Stop it, you two.” Rory tried to shove his way between them.
Across the room, he heard a loud crash. “Out!”