She let herself out of the bedroom and went into the kitchen to use the phone. Trey was sitting on a stool at the breakfast bar still in nothing but his boxer shorts. He was fiddling with his smart phone. He looked up and grinned. "Did he tell you?"
"Yeah."
He nodded. "Good."
"Are you going to break his heart?" Rebekah asked.
"Who, me?" His look of innocence wasn't fooling her.
"Let him down easy."
"I know what I'm doing," Trey assured her.
Rebekah dialed Eric's number and hoped he'd answer. He probably wouldn't like seeing Isaac's number on his caller ID. He answered after several rings. "Is Rebekah okay?" he asked breathlessly.
"I'm fine," she said. "Sorry I'm late. I'm getting ready to leave now. I'll tell you what's going on when I get to the restaurant. Are you still waiting there?"
"Yeah. I think I've eaten twenty or thirty complimentary breadsticks. I tried to call. You didn't answer."
"My battery is dead. Go ahead and order for us both. I'll hurry."
Rebekah gasped when Trey cuddled against her back. "Come on back to bed, Rebekah," he said near her ear and phone receiver. "Isaac and I aren't finished with you yet."
Rebekah elbowed him in the stomach, and he chuckled.
"Is that Trey?" Eric asked.
"Yeah, he thinks he's funny."
"There's nothing funny about how hot you look in this deep sea diver getup," Trey said, making sure Eric would hear. His bangs tickled her cheek as he leaned close to the receiver. She giggled. "Have you seen the oxygen tank and flippers on this woman?" he continued. "Lord have mercy. Hot."
"What is he talking about?" Eric asked.
"He's just teasing," Rebekah assured him.
"Isaac, hand me the snorkel. I'm going down," Trey said. "I won't be coming up for air for a while." Isaac leaned against the opposite side of the counter and quirked an eyebrow at Trey.
Rebekah snorted as she tried not to laugh. "Stop it, Trey."
"Yeah, stop it, Trey." Eric sounded out of sorts. "Why are you at Isaac's house? And what is Trey doing there?"
"I'll explain as soon as I get to the restaurant."
"It will probably be at least another hour, Sticks," Trey said and made obnoxious kissing noises against the back of Rebekah's neck.
Shoulders scrunched, she laughed again and slapped Trey until he finally backed off. She lost her train of thought when Trey leaned over the counter, holding Isaac's gaze in a sensual stare and kissed him tenderly. The only thing Rebekah could do was gape, heart thudding with … She couldn't identify the feeling exactly. Curiosity? Excitement? She wasn't sure, but she kind of liked watching them kiss.
"Rebekah?" Eric said into her ear, drawing her attention away from the way-too-hot guys totally trying to out-kiss each other at the moment.
"I'll be there in fifteen minutes," she promised. "Love you."
"Me too," Eric whispered and disconnected.
She hated to interrupt the festivities. It was interesting to see how passionate Isaac could be when he was actually turned on. He'd never kissed her the way he was kissing Trey. Um … "Isaac, I'll call you tomorrow about the party after I talk to Eric."
He peeled his lips off Trey's and said, "Thanks, angel. I appreciate it."
"Party?" Trey said. "What party?"
"You wouldn't be interested," Isaac assured him, eyes wide with what Rebekah could only construe as abject horror.
"I'm always interested in a party," Trey said.
"No," Isaac said emphatically.
"I'll see you guys later," Rebekah said.
Trey grabbed her and hugged her. "Thanks for introducing me to your ex-boyfriend," Trey murmured into her ear so Isaac couldn't hear. "He's way fun to fuck with. Mmm, and fuck."
Poor Isaac. He had no idea who he'd gotten himself tangled up with here.
Trey released her and offered a lopsided, ornery grin. He winked. Rebekah's heart skipped a beat. On second thought. Lucky Isaac. He had no idea who he'd gotten himself tangled up with here.
"You should totally mess with Eric when you see him. Make him think you were doing something with me and Isaac. It will drive him insane."
She shook her head. "No way. We're still in the making-up phase."
"He wouldn't hesitate to do it to you, you know."
Probably true, but she'd already kept him waiting for over an hour and needed to put the poor guy out of his misery. "Bye, Isaac." She waved at Trey and let herself out of the apartment.