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“You're not very quiet,” he pointed out, his lips curling in a sly grin.
“You're not either,” I retorted.
Then I giggled. I didnotgiggle. That wasn’t a thing I did. Except, apparently, I did with Grant.
He pulled me onto his lap, and then we were kissing. We forgot about the TV. Grant slept with me in my bed that night. I couldn’t even pretend I didn’t love it. I loved that he was cuddly, which I didn't expect. He held me close in his muscled arms, and I woke during the night to his lips pressing a kiss on the side of my neck.
“Grant?” I whispered in the darkness.
“Right here, sweetheart.”
Oh. My. God.
When he called me sweetheart, my heart practically swooned.
I didn't giggle, and I didn't swoon. I never had. In fact, Joe, my most recent boyfriend who screwed around on me with my roommate, had said it got a little old with me being all independent. He said I wasn't impressed enough with anything. I kind of thought he meant I wasn't prone to swooning.
I turned over in Grant’s arms and straddled him, rolling him onto his back. After that, it was a straight-up tie between that climax and the one earlier on the stairs.
Grant had this little magic trick where, on the one hand, he let me take over and sort of call the shots, but on the other, he was in control the entire time. He played me like an instrument made for him. Another thing I didn't believe in all that made-for anybody bullshit.
So I told myself it was just sex. He was just my roommate and my friend. I was one lucky girl because I got all that and awesome orgasms. I didn't need to worry about the rest.
ChapterFifteen
GRANT
Thank fuck, my next day was busy even though it was a weekend. We didn't take a single day off in the summer. Not when it came to scheduling flights. We got a last-minute call to cover an overnight trip to Katmai National Forest.
My morning started at seven and didn't end until my last flight touched down. I was grateful for being busy because I needed something to focus on. Even with that, I was half out of it. Holy hell, Harley had blown my fucking mind the night before.
Hot didn't even come close to our time together. Inferno maybe. I was fucked six ways to Sunday. I knew I had a problem on my hands. Like an idiot, I’d thought if I just got her out of my system, that was all I had to do. I'd been crushing on her for over a year. I didn't even know how I was going to look her older brother in the eye.
I felt like I’d broken a few rules. I also knew there was no way I would give Harley up, not yet. I would just deal with the complications.
We would follow her rules because I didn't want my little sister all up in my business either. I happened to know Cat had a habit of sleeping with earplugs. The reason for it was depressing. Aside from our dad bouncing in and out of our lives, when he was around, he drank and fought a lot with our mom. We’d all dealt with it in our own way. Nora had given Cat a pair of earplugs because Cat would wake up in the night and crawl into Nora's bed when she was scared from his shouting.
I gave myself a mental shake. I didn’t need to dwell on things I couldn’t ever change.
I would enjoy watching Harley try to stay quiet.
* * *
All that weekend, Cat was gone. We used every minute of it to the fullest. I might have been busy during the day, as was Harley. But those two more nights we had? We were both exhausted by the time Monday morning rolled around.
Monday evening, I came back to the staff house a little later than usual. In all honesty, it was because I wanted to make sure Cat and Harley were there. I didn't know if I could keep my hands to myself if I had the chance.
When I walked in through the door, Cat and Harley were on the sectional. Cat was on one side, and Harley was tucked in the corner with her laptop. The scene felt normal. I told myself I could do this without fighting a raging hard-on all night.
“Hey, hey,” I called.
Cat leaned her head back, rolling it to the side as she smiled. “Hey!”
“How was your weekend?” I asked as I hung up my jacket and kicked my shoes into the disorganized shoe tray by the door.
“It was good. Had some good food, hung out with my friend, and did some shopping,” Cat replied.
“Get anything good?”
