“But you think there might be somethin’.” There was only curiosity in his tone now.
I relaxed a bit and squatted down in front of the chair, my hands on his thighs. “I do. I’ve observed him more than you have, and I think…yeah. I think he’s holding back parts of himself since the accident.”
Reese and River had started this community seven years ago now, and Colt and I had been lucky to have been there from the start. We’d been there when the house in Mclean had finally been ready. Colt had effortlessly become a crew member and spent many weekends helping out around the property, whereas my focus had landed on the people who’d joined our circle. And I remembered when Kit’s application had hit River’s desk. I’d been there. Kit hadn’t been invited by anyone; he’d found us online. But back then, we’d needed more members.
We’d found it funny that he’d sent in the application on the day he turned eighteen. It was such a significant date, as if he’d been waiting.
Kit had never attended an event Colt and I had been at, though, so I’d forgotten him. Our munches in the city were open to anyone with an interest in kink, and there were often too many people to pay attention to. But if his plan was to stick to the munches and attend two or three events in the span of four years, paying the quite hefty membership fee seemed pointless.
I wanted to know if there was something that held him back. If nothing else, then as one of the founding members, I should at least make sure he was enjoying himself.
Except, when I gave that as an excuse to Colt, he merely looked at me like I was dumb.
“Okay, a bit farfetched—”
“Ya think?” Colt snorted. Then he leaned forward and pressed a kiss to my forehead. “You’re cute. We’ll see him at the munch, then. And all I need is a minute with him to know.”
Suspicion rose inside me. “Don’t be a child. A minute—Jesus.”
“Maybe two.” He leaned back again and smirked. “Two minutes alone with him.”
My eyes narrowed. “What’re you up to?”
He shrugged, smirk still in place. “Nothin’. I’ll just do what I did with you. Corner him in the bathroom.”
We were doomed.