The Fall Of Imbria (The Fendara Series. Book One)

Chapter Twenty-Six: Simon

The fact that she wanted to use me to bring her thoughts elsewhere after all the information coming into light about her brother, well let's just say I'm not surprised Victoria wants sex, and that it's all she wants. I can't blame her, it does the same for me and quite honestly, it's probably some of the best I've ever had. Granted I've had my fill of men and women, so there is a lot to compare it to, but I must say, she is quite exquisite. Every supple piece of her. That stubbornness and ohh her temper, I find it hard not to press her, not to boil her last nerve until it evaporates into thin air.

Which is why as we come out of the tent and everyone is staring at us, I pose the question of "You want to tell him or shall I?" As I throw my arm around her delicate neck.

I can see her breath as it catches in her throat.

"Tell me what?" Cassius firmly inquires. His eyes hardening under the shaggy bangs of his short sandy hair.

I peer down at her, silently begging her just to give us up. But I know her too well and I can hear the gears turning in that pretty little head of hers to come up with something to say.

"Oh. Um Simon was just helping me get the rest of the equipment out of this tent." She tells her brother, as she not so subtlety kicks the main support for the tent and watches as it falls ungracefully into a heap. My eyes slide from her to the canopy laying disheveled on the grass behind us.

I guess now I dont have to worry about someone going in there and getting a smack in the face of sex in the air.

I give Cassius a wink and start making myself look busy picking up the mess.

My dear friend takes a few steps forward to help me pick up the metal tent poles. "I could've helped." He says to us both.

I pull a fist to my mouth to cover my laugh and begin clearing my throat.  Victoria just rubs the back of her neck as her eyes dart at me, waiting for me to answer.

I'm about to open my mouth when I overhear Maximus mumbles under his breath. "Not sure that's the kind of thing you want to help your sister with." With a whip of my shadows I smack him in the back of the head. So subtle and quick no one but him could notice.

He winces as he brings his hand up to run the sore spot I just slapped. "Just saying." He grumbles.

Cassius looks up at me as we lift the canvas together, folding it into a rectangle shape. "What did he say?" He asks, eye balling back and forth between me and Max curiously.

I shrug. "Your butt looks good in those leathers." Saying that seems to be the perfect distraction as I catch my brother smirking playfully and Cassius's cheeks turning beet red.

"Oh." Cassius nervously chuckles. "I uh-thanks?" He stutters out before taking the neatly folded canvas and walking it back to wagon from whist it came.

It has always been an interesting thing watching the mundane react to people who ogle over the same sex. personally i find it amusing, the look they give me when i flirt so unbothered . . . so unapologetically. once upon a time i would say i did it just to spite them, but now, now i do it just because it feels good. My brother on the other hand, well his story is his own.

I approach Max as a few crew members from Kimona walk over to finish up the rest of the packing. But not before snagging a glance at one wolfish Therian scrunching his nose at the smell of me and Victoria and rolling his eyes.

Grinning at the thought of what we've just done, Max hooks my arm in his. "I wonder if there is a specific place in Gehenna for you Simon or if you just keep a spare room there for pop in visits?" He jokes