Chapter 29

“Jesus…” Caryn’s voice was barely a whisper. “I guess you are amazing in bed.”

Seth chuckled. “And I guess Brandon was right about his having a type.”

“And not to rain on your parade…” A man spoke from outside all the stalls. “But you probably want to get the girl out of here before security shows up.”

The door shut, and Caryn immediately laughed. “There’s absolutely nothing subtle about you, is there, Seth Cahill?”

Brandon unrolled a strip of toilet paper to clean himself, and suddenly became shy. He could have easily said, “Seth’s never been subtle.” He could have cracked a joke. Or he could have said something smooth and sexy. Something brimming with confidence. But his tongue was heavy, and everything was tied in knots.

“I suppose you’re going to run off to Brandon and boast about this,” Seth commented. He didn’t sound the least bit perturbed about the possibility.

“If Brandon can’t tell that either one of us haven’t just had sex, then you have a lot more to teach him.”