Epilogue
Brian
Living with a happy couple while being unhappily single was a form of torture. Not that they were there all the time. Sometimes, he ended up walking around a completely empty house, knowing they were off somewhere else, being happy.
It wasn’t that he begrudged them that. He wanted Morgan to be happy. Asad made her happy. They were ridiculously cute together, too.
The club’s biggest playboy had turned into the club’s most devoted and slavishly sweet boyfriend—though doing so definitely hadn’t curbed any of his sadistic tendencies. Talk about the ‘magic vagina’ effect.
Too bad he didn’t have a magic penis.
The woman he really wanted had had no problem turning him away after their night together.
“You okay back there?” Asad asked, glancing in the rearview mirror to look at Brian in the backseat. “You look like you’re constipated or something.”
Morgan turned around to look at Brian, a frown on her pretty face as she looked him over.
“I’m fine,” he said to them both, making a shooing motion at her to turn back around.
Rolling her eyes, she obeyed. Asad really was good for her.
A few months ago, there was no way she would have rolled her eyes at him for giving her an order.
Definitely not where he could see, and probably not even when he couldn’t.
“Just worried about how much of my furniture you’re going to have sex on before I get back from this trip. ”
“All of it,” Asad said immediately, making Morgan giggle.
Now it was Brian’s turn to roll his eyes. Not that he actually cared. He just liked to give Asad a hard time, just like Asad did to him. It was how they showed each other love.
“At least leave the stuff in my room alone.”
“Hey, your poor bed probably misses someone having sex in it.”
Brian rolled his eyes, making a disgusted noise, but the sad truth was that Asad was right about how long it had been since he’d had anyone in that bed with him. Or any bed. He’d done a few scenes at Stronghold, the kink club he was a member of, but none of them had led to anything more.
Which sucked because he wanted to be in a relationship.
It was really unfortunate that the one woman he really wanted didn’t want anything to do with him. Despite that, he didn’t seem to be able to find anyone else he wanted to date.
“We won’t have sex in your room, I promise,” Morgan said, making Asad groan in protest because Morgan always followed through on her word. Thankfully, he didn’t have to listen to Asad’s complaining—which was really just foreplay for them—for too long before they pulled in front of the airport.
“Thanks for the ride. Take care of yourselves… and I’m charging you for any stains I find on the couch when I get back,” Brian said, leaning forward to wrap his arms around Morgan from behind in a hug goodbye.
She hugged his hands to her chest, just above her breasts. Asad reached out for a fist bump.
“Have a good trip!”
Right. A good trip.
He would be the only single guy on a jack-and-jill wedding party weekend, and the only single woman attending was Rae—aka, the woman he desperately wanted but who wanted nothing to do with him because of who he was…
a Daddy Dom. Even though she was absolutely a babygirl at heart, she wouldn’t admit it.
He pasted a grin on his face for Morgan’s benefit, waving to her through the window before walking back to the popped trunk to get his bag.
On the upside, at least Rae and Master Damian had broken up a couple months back, so Brian didn’t have to go on this trip with both of them while he was on his own.
So, things could be worse, but they still didn’t feel good.
He was going to do his best to focus on making sure Mitch and Domi had an incredible week, fulfill his best man duties, and ignore his impossible attraction to the maid of honor.
For a whole week in paradise at a kinky island retreat while they were surrounded by happy couples, and their attraction to each other remained undying.
Piece of cake.
The End