Page 45 of Silks
Yes, he had stopped the stables from working with kill buyers, but. . .
I tightened my mouth.
There was always the possibility I was being a huge ungenerous bitch? After all, Teddy working for Barrington Industries meant I still had access to my trust fund, which meant I had been able to pay for my Master’s degree with it. . .
Still, I had really wanted to go to law school together. He had promised! I wouldn’t have cared if we had to take out loans. But maybe he felt stupidly responsible for me or something, and didn’t want to be the reason I had no money. . .
I gnawed on my lip, feeling a slight bit guilty.
Then my brother put a big hand on my bare thigh, his fingers spreading possessively across my leg.
“I can’t wait until you’re pregnant,” he said, and my slightly guilty feeling evaporated in trying to slap his hand away, trying to ignore that my skin prickled with heat whenever he touched me.
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DOLLY’S CLOTHING EMPORIUM was part haberdasher, part high-end women’s clothing shop, part fascinator seller.
It was where Louisville’s horseracing elite carefully shopped for the colorful Kentucky Derby outfits that would be on display during the race tomorrow.
Of course, all the Louisville elite had bought and coordinated their outfits months ago. No one would be caught dead buying the day before, which is why the store was deserted except for a very startled salesman.
“Get whatever you want,” Teddy said, following me closely. “I’ll buy something to match it.”
The fascinators were all sadly picked through. One year in college I had worn a dramatic white and ice-blue hat with a high peak and cascade of falling snow and ice cubes. It looked pretty damn good, but unfortunately, on my way out the door, I had not been looking where I was going, and ran directly into the side of the stables, which caused my hat to malfunction and Teddy had to follow me around all day picking up ice cubes.
The memory made me smile.
Wait, fuck! I did not love my unhinged psychopath brother just because he had sewed the snowflakes back in with a needle borrowed from the First Aid tent.
“I’m getting this hat!” I said as I grabbed one that looked like it might have been sat on.
It was all in black, a dramatic swan with a great quantity of black feathers and ruffles, and a little black net to go over my eyes.
“Whatever you want,” said Teddy. “It’ll look perfect. I’ll find you some earrings to go with it.”
Likewise, I grabbed at the first black dress I saw, velvety with long dark sleeves and a high neckline.
“Beautiful,” Teddy said promptly.
“I need something to hide my tits,” I said sourly. “My brother is a pervert and won’t stop looking at them.”
But this didn’t dissuade my shameless twin, who came up behind me, boxing me into the clothes rack with both big arms.
“Maybe I’ll come on your tits,” he said. “Then spit it back in your pussy.”
“That’s probably illegal,” I said severely. “Like everything else you’ve done.”
“Lock me up then,” Teddy rumbled in my ear, his teeth pulling gently on my skin. “I dare you.”
I flushed, my fingers unconsciously going to the places where he had bitten and sucked savagely at me, the marks a throb of pleasure.
But I twisted out of his arms as the salesman came to help us, thrusting the fascinator and dress at him.
Teddy of course had to be measured for his new suit and I did not want to look at him, but I couldn’t help sneaking a peak at that huge wingspan as he spread his arms wide. The way his boxer shorts couldn’t hide his thick cock.
And of course my brother couldn’t be looking away from me for one goddamn second, and he caught me staring at him.
I flushed and turned away.