Carl was definitely younger than Jason, but he was built nothing like him.
He ambled easily to us and hugged his brother then he turned to me. He took my face in his hands and pressed his lips to mine. "So this is her." He smirked when he let me breathe.
"This is my Annie. Annie, my brother, Carl." Jason wrapped his arms around me from behind again. I really liked it when he did that.
"Thank you, for having me." I said stupidly.
"I haven't had you yet, honey." He looked at Jason. "Have you?"
"I let her suck my cock-"
"Did she make you come?" He interrupted.
"She did." He said proudly and nuzzled my neck. "We've already established that Annie is good girl, just as I knew she would be." I sighed, and they both chuckled.
"Well?" Carl asked.
"Clueless. But starving. Skipped breakfast." He said sharply. I hated that tone.
I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised by Carl's reaction. "Oh, no. We'll have none of that, darlin'." What were they? A family of pet names?
"I was nervous." I looked down, sad, that I'd manage to disappoint not one but both.
Carl reacted first. "Hey, honey. No harm done." He stepped directly before me. I was sandwiched between both brothers. "You'll never have to worry about food, here. I'll keep you well fed." He looked over me to his brother. "Did you ask her to stay?"
"She's considering it." Jason said.
"Please, Annie, give him a chance to make you happy." He lowered his voice and whispered in my ear. "Is he right about you, darlin'? Tell me he's right about you." Carl stepped back and looked at me expectantly.
I'm sure I had no idea to what he was referring.
I looked behind me to Jason then back to Carl. "I...yes, I think so, but he said we'd talk here. Will you be there?"
"Oh, no, darlin'. I've got cheese enchiladas, Mexican rice, refried beans, chile con queso, and guacamole dip to make." He smiled brightly. My stomach growled angrily.
His eyes widened in surprise. "Gotta go." He pecked me on the lips then stretched around me to do the same to Jason. It warmed my heart. Then he vanished behind saloon-style doors at the far end of the restaurant.
"He's going to make all that food for me?" I asked gratefully.
"It's your favorite. Now come, sweetheart." He pulled out a nearby chair. "Let's talk, shall we?"
"Thank you." I smiled at the young man who placed a margarita sans ice before me.
Jason smiled at me. "I'm ready to explain what's going on here, Annie. Let me first say that I'm proud of you. What you've done takes great courage. You truly are a special girl." He paused. "Honestly, though, I wasn't sure what to expect in you.
"You're probably wondering how I know so much about you. To that, I say simply, I read your book, and if I read it right, I think I may have stumbled upon something quite interesting in you. The real question is how aware of yourself are you." His eyes twinkled at me.
I sighed audibly, and he sat back, smiling. He was so handsome and hard. "The discovery phase is the best part, sugar. You are never to forget even a single moment of everything that follows."
"That's not possible." I took a healthy sip of my margarita, which was not a good idea on an empty stomach. Before I could do any serious damage, though, it vanished from my hand. Jason set it on the table.
