"Making you squirm, of course. I've caught you both in the act, so to speak, and in more ways than one!" Cyrus beamed triumphantly. Yes, he'd caught them running away from home and in the middle of having sex so very scandalously out of wedlock. Also, damn, but Valia had a set of lungs on her, didn't she? It hadn't been hard at all to find them! Then again, his brother must have been better than he'd have pegged the uptight kid as.
Gabriel glared at his brother, but squeezed Valia lightly, trying to make sure she didn't make a run for it. "If you're not turning us in, then get lost Cyrus. You seriously ruined a good thing here."
Oh yeah, he wasn't all that happy at being interrupted in the middle of their little play session. Not that he hadn't gotten to make love to Valia plenty the night before, but honestly she seemed as insatiable as he felt.
Cyrus smirked. "No way, can't have you two kids running about all by yourselves! What if something happened to you? Father would kill me if his precious heir got himself hurt while I was supposed to be finding him. Besides, you don't seem to have a real plan. You could use someone like me to help cover your tracks and keep you out of the way of search parties. I gotta know, though...are you seriously marrying that? I mean, daaaaaaaaaamn, you lucky bastard."
"Shut. Up. And stop leering at my future wife!" Gabriel snapped angrily, not liking the way that Cyrus had been eyeing Valia's considerable cleavage.