IsawAstonandcouldn'thelpadmiringhowyounghelookedandhowplayfulhewas,butwhenhefinishedthetask,theprincejumpedoutasclearlyashiscommand.AstonnowlooksdifferentthanRichard'sassisfullofskyandabyss.
Yes,blueblood...Nobleandelegant,evenifyouareahornybastard.
IaccidentallystaredatAstonandRichardfortoolong,andwokeupagainwhentheheatinginmybigpalmtouchedminegently.IturnedandlookedatthehandIheldtightly,thenlookedupandlookedatthemaster'sfaceandsawthatitwasKeith.Iknowhewillimitatehisboss.
Whenit'sserious.
"Gwent,don'tworry."
IreallywantedtoshoutathimtostopimitatingAston,butbecausemyhandwasheldtightly,Ididn'tsayanythingandenjoyedthepeaceofmindalone.
Keithhasalovelycorner...
Butitwasonlyforamoment,becausewhenitputmyfingercompletelyintomine,itwouldmakesomeslightmovements,andletmypalmanditpatgentlytogether,andifitonlydiditonceortwice,Iwouldn'tdoanything.Butitallwentonandon,andIhadtowinknervouslyatit.
"Whatareyouplayingwith?"Ishoutedinalowvoice.