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Wes’s eyes bounced between the blue and the yellow, but his stare lingered a little longer on the yellow. It was a little surprising because it was the one that would draw the most attention. A bright color like that would not blend in like Wes always tried to do.
I saw the hesitation, how he debated and likely was inwardly trying to convince himself to go with the blue. The “safer” option.
“I like the yellow,” I declared.
Wes’s eyes flew to my face. “Really?”
“Yeah. It’s cool.”
“You hate bright colors,” Wes said. Like I would forget.
“That’s not true, Nemo,” I murmured, reminding him of the only color on my body.
His eyes turned bashful, the tips of his ears pinkening. “I do like the yellow,” he said.
“Bro, that’s what I’d have picked,” Jamie announced.
“It has better upgrades than the blue one.” Ryan agreed.
“We can use the rack for skis this winter,” Win added, and I nodded.
“You guys ski?” Ryan asked.
The three of us nodded.
“Us too.” He confirmed.
“Guess we know what we’re doing on winter break,” Jamie announced.
Wes nodded. “I like the yellow one too.”
“Well, let me see the inside,” I said, letting him lead me over.
Win climbed into the back, making himself at home.
“You don’t think it’s too flashy?” Wes asked as I checked out all the features.
Pulling back, I twisted so I was sitting in the driver’s seat but my legs were outside the car. Tugging him between my knees, I palmed his hip. “I think you should do what makes you happy. And if driving a bright-yellow bus around campus makes you happy, then that’s what you should do.”
Win howled. “Wes the bus driver!”
His eyes narrowed, and as Win laughed, Wes’s lips pressed against my ear. “See if I blow you in the back after that.”
A rush of molten desire swept through me, making my fingers tighten against his hips. “Now, baby, I was just kidding. I love your new car.”
“I should hope so,” Win said, his laugh settling into a snicker. “You’re probably going to be driving around in it a lot.”
Smiling, I tugged on one of the hoodie strings. “You gonna let me drive your car, Nemo?”
His chin jutted out, stubborn. “You won’t let me drive your Harley.”
“It’s too dangerous,” I barked at the same time as Win.
“Who shares a brain now?” Wes mocked.
“When I get around to getting something that isn’t a Harley, you can drive it anytime you want.”
“You can drive my Rover anytime you want,” Win put in.
