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"Neither of you are coming anywhere near this until you wash up. I know where those fingers have been," Shelbie says, looking between the two of us.
"Fine." Grabbing K's hand, I pull her toward the bathroom to clean up... or to get her a little bit dirtier to really build up her appetite.
By the time we emerge, Shelbie has already eaten through almost an entire pizza.
"Thank fuck. If I have to keep comf
ort eating while you guys do that and I don't, I'll be the size of a house."
"Aw, Shelb," I say, dropping down onto the couch and pulling K onto my lap. "You missing out on some action?"
"Fucking right," she grumbles.
"You want me to put in a good word with Levi and Jay? I hear they're flying solo."
"What?" she gasps, her cheeks glowing red all of a sudden. "I might be desperate, but I don't want to look desperate. I'll just have to put up with your homemade porn for a while."
"Hmm... about that..." I twist K on my lap until she's straddling me.
"Conner," she warns, but the heat in her eyes tells a different story.
Just a few more hours and this is going to be it. K and me against the world.
"So," she asks, dragging me from my thoughts. "Did you actually bring me a present that's not attached to your body?" She looks over her shoulder at the small box I placed on the counter when I entered and lifts a brow.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Kennedy
“Go look,” Conner says around a knowing smirk.
I climb off his lap and retrieve the box, butterflies fluttering in my stomach.
“Get over here, Lowe,” he adds.
“If that’s a ring, I’m out of here,” Shelbie grumbles, sending my heart in a tailspin.
Conner wouldn’t...
Although Cole did. I’ve heard Hadley say it doesn’t mean anything, but we all know she doesn’t take it off because secretly, she wants that.
She wants to be his.
“Relax, Shelb.” Conner lets out a nervous laugh. “It’s not a ring... yet.”
My eyes almost bug out, but then he pulls me down on his lap, capturing my lips in a passionate kiss.
“One day, K,” he whispers, his hand curling around the back of my neck, anchoring us together.
Shelbie fake retches and we both chuckle. “Sorry,” I say.
She waves me off. “At least one of us is getting some. So what’s in the box?”
I flip the lid, frowning. “It’s a... what is it?”
Conner plucks the key from the velvet cushion and grins. “This is the key to our future.”
“Okaaaay.” My brows furrow. “Still not following.”
