Fighting Temptation [Brac Village 11] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) by Lynn Hagen

you doing?” Turi asked as he prayed the man left soon. “I told you not to touch anything.”
    Kiki glanced over the shoulder. “Food doesn’t count. I’m starving. Tell me you have something in here besides cheese and some takeout food that should have been thrown out days ago.”
    Turi marched over to Kiki and pulled him from the fridge, slamming the door closed. “You can’t just come into someone’s home and make yourself comfortable, Kiki. You have to leave.”
    His cousin waved Turi’s concern away with a flick of his wrist. “It looks like you are very comfortable, Turi.”
    “That’s none of your business.” Turi was not about to tell his cousin what he and Carmine had done last night. Kiki was famous for blabbing his mouth. Not that he cared who his cousin told, but Turi didn’t want Carmine to think—
    “Whoa!” Kiki said loudly, his hands fluttering to his throat. “You are one big ass man!”
    Turi closed his eyes and exhaled, knowing Kiki was talking about Carmine. Freaking great. He had been hoping his cousin would leave before Carmine woke up.
    “And you are?” Carmine’s deep voice rumbled through the kitchen.
    “Leaving,” Turi answered as he tried to shove his cousin toward the back door. The man wasn’t going. He turned his body and sidestepped Turi’s hands. He tried once more to grab his cousin, but Kiki still wouldn’t be pushed.
    “Will you stop it,” Kiki said as he smacked at Turi’s hands. “Why do I have to go?”
    “You shouldn’t have come here in the first place,” Turi argued. He hated the fact that anyone from his village knew where to find him. Turi no longer felt that Carmine’s was safe.
    He wasn’t very close to Kiki. How did Turi know this wasn’t a trap? He glanced over at Carmine, pleading with his eyes. Egon was Kiki’s father. For all Turi new, Egon could’ve sent his son to fetch Turi.
    Carmine was at Turi’s side in seconds, glaring down menacingly at Kiki. “Who the fuck are you?”
    Kiki didn’t look the least bit intimidated. He flung his blond hair over his shoulder as he smiled up at Carmine. “Wanting to take on cousins?”
    Turi was mortified.
    Carmine didn’t miss a beat. He gave Kiki his most dazzling smile as he ran his thumb over Kiki’s chin. “I just want to know the name of the man I am about to kill,” he said as sweet as sugar, leaning his arm on top of the fridge. Turi wanted to smack his mate for touching someone else.
    “Oh, a charmer.” Kiki chuckled. “I like you.”
    “He’s my cousin,” Turi said as he waved a hand at Kiki. He just wanted the man to go. Turi knew that if his cousin stuck around much longer, the man would embarrass him further. “He’s my uncle’s son.”
    “That uncle?” Carmine asked, one thick dark brow rising high.
    Turi nodded. “Yep, that uncle.”
    “Okay,” Kiki said as he planted a hand on his hip and pointed a finger between Carmine and Turi. “You two are speaking in code. What gives?”
    “You have five seconds to get out before I kill you.” All playfulness was gone from Carmine’s tone. He rose to his full height, towering over the other man. “How dare you come into my home knowing what is going on with your father.”
    “Oh,” Kiki said. “That. It was actually Turi’s dad who came to me. Delyn tried to convince me to con Turi into coming home.” He turned toward Turi. “Go home.”
    “Hell no,” Turi blurted out.
    “Okay, my job is done. I couldn’t convince you. Now, can we have some breakfast? I’m starving.”
    Carmine glanced toward Turi. “Is he always like this?”
    “Nutty?” Turi asked. “I’m afraid so. Kiki doesn’t really follow any set of rules. He lives life the way he wants.”
    “You should try it, Cousin.” Kiki leaned against the wall. “It’s a hell of a lot more fun than following those ancient laws. Trust me, I know what my father is. I’ve come to terms with his perversions a long time ago. He tried to mate me, but I told