them coming. Cyril’s mind turned to the puzzle and he wondered what could have come into Blackhurst that would warrant all this. Someone was willing to risk more than everything to take something from him.
“Over my dead body.”
Chapter 6
“Oh, my God.” Lane stood as Aiden stepped out of the bathroom in a fitted shirt, bow tie, exquisitely tailored trousers and dress shoes. Aiden gave him a disgruntled look as he reached for his coat and it just made things worse for the front of Lane’s trousers.
“We better have a lot of sex later. This has been terrible so far and I hate this suit. I don’t know why I let Lavender pick this,” he grumbled as he gave his shoulders a shrug and tugged at the lapels of his coat before buttoning it. Lane bit into his knuckle and swallowed a whimper. For someone who loathed wearing suits, Aiden looked like pure sex in good tailoring.
“We are definitely having sex later. Not too much later, I hope,” Lane murmured as he enjoyed Aiden’s ass as he bent to wipe a spot of lint off his thigh.
“That reminds me!” Aiden pointed as he turned. “We need an exit strategy, like last time,” he said and Lane nodded in agreement as he went to him.
“I’ll say I’ve got a headache and we’ve had a long day,” he murmured as he ran his hands down Aiden’s chest and pecked at his lips.
“We have had a long day,” Aiden agreed as he traced the waist of Lane’s trousers.
“And I’m pretty sure I’ll have a headache after dinner with this crowd,” he said and Aiden’s eyes widened.
“What if we said we were too tired to go down and told Blink you were sick?” He asked excitedly but Lane shook his head.
“We have to go down and stay through dinner and at least the start of post dinner drinks,” he scolded and stopped Aiden when he started to argue. “We’ve got better manners than that and I’d like to see what I can learn. I’m tired of getting blindsided,” he said and Aiden sighed.
“I guess. At least I don’t have to eat anything stupid,” he muttered then tossed his head at the door. “Let’s get this over with.”
“Thank you,” Lane said sincerely as he ran to get the door. He took another moment to enjoy Aiden’s ass as he passed then shut the door behind them. Lane offered Aiden his arm and his chest felt too tight; he was so damned proud and so damned in love. He was married to the sexiest and the smartest man in Blackhurst and that was saying a hell of a lot. Lane was secretly excited to show Aiden off. He’s going to make me laugh until my side hurts too, he predicted and Lane was beaming as they made their way down the stairs and turned into Blink’s study.
“Gentlemen,” Blink said and gestured at the decanters as Alon waited to prepare their drinks. Lavender winked at Aiden but he ignored him and headed straight for the footman holding a plate of cucumber slices for Reginald’s gin and tonics.
“Thank you,” Aiden said as he took the plate and a Sprite from Alon and went to sit in the corner. “This is the only good thing about this place.” He lowered onto the sofa next to Sage and shoved a cucumber slice in his mouth and chewed petulantly. Lane itched the end of his nose so nobody would catch him smirking as he went to get a drink.
“I’ll have a scotch, please,” Lane told Alon then nodded at Lavender as he joined him.
“How’s he doing?” He asked and gestured at Aiden.
“Better than before. He handled his time in the chair with Alon pretty well,” Lane said and thanked Alon when he passed him the scotch and took a sip. “This is one of my favorite things about being here,” he told Lavender as he waved his tumbler at Alon.
“Just a formality and to see if Aiden was approached. Blink does have an excellent distillery,” Lavender replied and Lane’s brows jumped as he held his glass up to the light as they wandered away from the bar.
“Really?”
“Mmmm... He rescued one in Scotland and keeps most of the stock for Blackhurst,” Lavender said.
“Makes sense, the way he goes through it,” Lane noted and looked at Aiden just as his glance swung to the door and all the cucumber slices slid off his plate. Lane turned and was startled as Hawk and Grim wandered