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Getting her by the ass, I pressed my mouth to hers, regretting leaving my room at all, but I owed my family a conversation about what had happened today at my appointment. Red and I’d been a little excited about the events that had occurred, and I’d failed to text any of them after getting the good news.
“Look at that. He finally came up for air.”
Well, Dorian noticed he hadn’t gotten a text, and I groaned when I had to physically separate myself from Red. We made it into the living room of the house I shared with the guys, and when I glanced up, Dorian was snarling at me. He sat on the couch with my sister, all puffed up and looking pissed.
He glared. “It’s a good thing none of us were wondering how your appointment went today. Otherwise, we’d all be a little pissed you didn’t text or call right away.”
The sarcasm not lost on me, I released Red to face my friend. “Sorry. Didn’t mean to make you wonder about it.”
Guilt started to catch up with me now that I didn’t have my face filled with my girlfriend. Even worse because I had taken my time with Red after she’d been so resistant to sitting on my face. It’d come up more than once, and every time it did, I spent as many moments as I could reassuring her that my favorite thing in literally the goddamn world wouldn’t kill me. Every inch of that girl I needed on top of me, spoiled by it.
The urge hit now as I filled my hands with her generous hips, even fuller these days, and my buddy’s glare worsened, deepened.
Sloane placed her hand on Dorian’s chest. “Hey, it’s okay. I’m sure things are fine. Otherwise, he would have texted right away.” Sloane cocked her head at me, my twin more logical but equally pissed.
I wet my lips. “Really, I am sorry.”
“Yeah,” she said, her expression chilly as fuck, but it warmed in Red’s direction. The two had bonded like crazy during the last year, which I loved. Sloane had been playing warrior for everyone. She wanted to be strong for everyone else. Red definitely had some of that going on too, and they both helped each other when they needed breaks. It didn’t matter how much Dorian or I pushed them to go take some time to just have a coffee or think about something else besides my health. Neither listened, but when one pushed the other, they did. Again, they’d bonded. Fawn did that for Sloane and Sloane did that for her too.
Thatcher’s sister, Bow, had been helpful too for that. Especially when Bow started at Pembroke this past semester. The girls got to go out and just be girls. I wasn’t entirely sure what that meant or what they did when they were out, but they always came back with smiles on their faces. As far as I was concerned, that was enough for me regarding how helpful they’d been for one another.
“Oh, nice. The asshole is here,” Thatcher grumbled, sweeping into the room. My eyes lifted, and Thatcher cocked his head of spiky hair at me before dropping into one of our La-Z-Boys. The setup we had here on campus was pretty sweet, and it was quickly becoming the party spot here at Pembroke U. It overlooked a valley of lush hills and had about half a dozen rooms. The recliner labored under Thatch’s weight. “So, you gonna give us an update or what?”
I opened my mouth to start, but Wells and Bru entered the room. They might have been gaming or studying. The studying part was probably more so the kid than Wells. Wells didn’t study for shit unless it directly involved him in the kitchen. Something told us all he’d be heading down the same track as his grandmas, who happened to be celebrity chefs, and Bru was already caught up after the semester he’d lost. I was proud of the kid. We all were. He’d been working on himself and was so much happier for it. It was nice to see, and we all loved that.
Wells knocked my foot with his boot, and if I didn’t have my limbs wrapped around Red, I would have gone for him. Actually, I tried to, bringing her with me, but she refocused my attention to her hips instead, rocking into my hands. She did this on purpose for sure, but I didn’t fight her on keeping the peace.
I mean, I got to keep on holding her hips.
God, this girl had me gone, but I didn’t mind.
“Nice of you to show your face, Wolfy,” Wells chimed, plopping near Thatcher on the other La-Z-Boy, and Bru got Red’s hand.
“What’s up, brosef?” Bru announced before he and my girlfriend immediately went into their bro thing. They had a handshake and everything, and when the two let go, Bru snapped. “I see my brother let you up for air.”
“Exactly what I said,” Dorian called out, and suddenly, he wasn’t so pissed but smirking. I grimaced at them both but found myself suddenly calm when Red rubbed my chest. I used to laugh about that shit when Sloane did it to Dorian to calm his ass down.
I had to remind myself to apologize to my friend for the hard time. Whenever this girl’s hand was on me, it did make shit better.
“Nothing much, broskee,” Fawn said to my brother, and that was something interesting to get used to. The two were a couple of bros like I was with mine, so yeah, it was interesting.
And then that whole kiss thing…
They’d told me about all that together. Sat me down not long after Fawn and I had become official. They had said they hadn’t wanted it to be a thing because it wasn’t one. Even still, they had looked nervous as they’d explained what had happened and when and how it had established they were only friends. I think they’d been worried about my reaction, but I didn’t give them much of one that day. In fact, after they’d told me, I just took Fawn’s hand and we all watched a movie with the others that night.
I mean, what reason did I have to worry?
I didn’t, and I’d known that then as I did now. The two were friends, and I was glad Fawn had that. She needed something outside of what we had, and I was so happy she was letting herself have that.
Even still, I liked to remind the kid what was what and wrapped my arms around Fawn’s waist. I tucked her into me. “Hey, kid, how’s single life? You been seeing anyone recently?”
He was worse than me when it came to that shit. I didn’t date, but at least I fucked before Fawn, but the kid didn’t even do that. He was always studying or hanging out with us or Bow. Bow probably saw him more than the rest of us since all the two did was study. Bow was no doubt in the library now since she had winter classes. She didn’t have to, smart as hell like Thatch, but she filled her break with them. I was serious about school, but she and the kid were on another level.
Knowing exactly what I was doing (and noticing how my hands were curiously moving towards Fawn’s ass), the kid lifted his eyes. Their history wasn’t a thing for me, but I liked to throw shit in his face to tease him when I could. Especially about that coming-up-for-air comment.
“Anyway,” the kid said, taking another couch in the room. He opened his hands. “You going to tell us about how everything went?”
I did after that, not hesitating, and the tone of the room lifted right away. I got a few fist bumps and a hug from my sister, and I welcomed them all. Things were really starting to feel perfect again.
