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Of course, I could be wrong, which I start to realize about an hour in, when Carter’s done with his snacks and he’s starting to get bored. I glance in the rear view and catch him pulling a face. He closes the lid on the cookie container and sighs loudly as he slumps in his seat. He sits like that for a few minutes before he inevitably opens his mouth to start complaining.
“Can we turn back?” Carter asks.
“No way,” Silas answers, before I can think about answering.
“How much longer, then?” he asks. “I didn’t bring enough snacks.”
“We can get something to eat when we get there,” I tell him.
“Oh! I know the perfect place,” Rachel adds. “You’ll love it.”
He smiles at her, and I can tell our mate is the only reason his complaints have been mild. He keeps his dramatic behavior to a minimum when she’s around. She has a calming influence on him.
“Tell me about this so-called perfect place,” he asks. “What will I love about it?”
“Well, there’s a booth that’s almost hidden from the entire room, in a corner.”
I glance at him in the rear view and see his eyes going wide.
“How well hidden is it?” he asks, leaning her way.
“Probably notthatwell-hidden,” she tells him. “But we’ll see.”
The front of my pants tighten just a little at the teasing tone in her voice.
It’s thoroughly distracting having Rachel in the car.
It reminds me of the first time she came without being touched. The sounds she made, her sweet scent … It takes every bit of my self-control to keep my hands on the wheel and my eyes on the road.
I’m not stopping the car by the side of the road to fuck our mate. It might be dark and quiet out here this afternoon, but the road isn’t completely deserted. The winter break students are slowly starting to return. It’s the busiest I’ve seen it in a while.
“Music?” Silas asks me, when Carter and Rachel start making out in the back seat.
He shoots me a wry smile as he turns on the radio. I glance back to see Carter’s hand moving up our mate’s skirt. Knew I should have insisted she sit up front. Carter can’t let an opportunity to manhandle our mate pass.
Considering Rachel isn’t protesting, I don’t feel the need to chastise him, even if it’s starting to distract the hell out of me. She always wants us. She’d never push him away.
That’s why I didn’t give him a real punishment for using the academy lunch hour to satisfy her.
It was inevitable. They get to be around each other during the day. Her room at the academy is close enough by to make it an easy call. I can’t say I’m not a little jealous, but there are ways to work around that. To even the score a little and give our mate triple the satisfaction.
Think about that later, Adrian. Eyes on the road. The very boring, very empty road.
My gaze lifts to the rear view, where Carter has his hand inside Rachel’s bra and his tongue inside her mouth. I’d never admit it out loud, but I love to watch them together. That’s why Carter did what he did on Christmas morning. He knows. You can’t hide your inner most thoughts from a mind reader.
“I’m regretting calling shotgun,” Silas admits.
“I’m regretting not locking Carter in the trunk,” I joke, raising my voice.
It doesn’t disrupt the backseat make-out session that feels like it’s getting steamier by the second. Rachel’s sweet scent perfumes the car, alerting her mates to her awakening heat.
I pull over, unable to take the tension in my pants for another second.
Silas lets out a breath. “Oh, thank Apollo.”
It’s dark out, and I no longer care if there are other cars on the road or not. The car looks a bit precarious parked so close to the forest, but it’s not in danger of any direct traffic that might come along. I undo my seatbelt and Silas does the same.
“Backseat’s kind of narrow,” Silas murmurs, clearly thinking about our options.
