Chapter75

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.