He pulls a chair out for me then takes his seat next to mine.
Kit sits opposite me. It's a normal four person table, two seats on each side.
But the proximity of Kit's body doesn't feel normal.
His feet brush against mine.
My knees brush against his.
I bite my tongue so I won't blush. My head is still stuck on that image on the poster. Thousands of woman masturbate to Kit's image every night.
I clear my throat. "I can't get over it. Half the reviewers hinted at masturbating to that poster. Isn't that weird?"
Neither of them says anything.
"I think it's weird." I press my palms together. "Don't you think it's weird, Mal? Women must be doing it to you too."
Mal shrugs. "They'd be doing it either way."
Didn't my oldest brother used to be uptight? He's so relaxed lately. It's strange...
"Who's masturbating?" Joel's bouncy voice floats to the table. He leans down to hug me hello then shifts into the seat across from Mal. "And to whom? I demand details."
"Kit's poster. All of them, I guess." Mal shoots Joel a change the subject please look.
Joel laughs. "I forgot about that." He winks at me. "I've got extra copies in the closet, Pipes. I'll hook you up. It will be our secret."
"Something tells me you aren't good at keeping secrets," I say.
"The volume of his voice, maybe?" Mal offers.
"You get used to the idea of people spanking it to your image," Joel says. "All four of us have been nearly naked in magazines."
"Why?" I ask.
"When you look like this, the camera begs you to strip." Joel chuckles. "If you were a Dangerous Noise fan, wouldn't you want a half-naked picture of one of us on the wall?"
"Ethan and Mal are my brothers," I say. "You do realize that."
"Okay, say Sinful Serenade." Joel cocks a brow. "I've seen you checking out Pete. Tell me you wouldn't want a poster of him giving you fuck me eyes on your wall."
I shake my head. "He'd be watching me study and sleep and... do other things in my bed."
"Masturbate?" Joel offers.
Mal shoots him an incredulous look.
Joel shrugs.
"Yes. It's weird," I say.
"They sold well." He looks to Kit. "What do you think. Did your virgin have one? That's got to be quite the fangirl win, fucking a guy who's poster was on your wall."
Mal looks to Kit. "Do I want to know?"
"Of course." Joel jumps in. "Kit bailed the other day. Claimed some virgin was booty calling him. Never did say if he popped that cherry." Joel's eyes fix on mine. "What do you think?"
"Have you ever considered that nobody wants to share the details of their sex life with you?" Mal asks.