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Charlie is shaking with laughter.
”We all went lust-crazy after that,” I continue. “Lincoln got a blowjob, and I wasn’t about to stop what I was doing, so I fucked my buddy while he did it. When it was done, we all agreed never to tell anyone.” I shrug. “I honestly don’t know how the rumor about sharing a chick got started though, but he was definitely no chick.”
Lincoln scoffs. “That would be Lisa.”
I raise an eyebrow. “Serenity's little minion?”
“Yeah, she started that rumor when I turned her down at the bonfire,” he says with a shrug. “Guess I just never set the record straight.” He leans forward, his mouth inches from Charlie’s. “But for the record, nootherslutty threesomes happened.”
She smirks at him, leaning forward to press her lips against his in a brief but hot kiss. “I think your guy threesome sounds hot,” she says after pulling away with a heated look. Lincoln raises his eyebrows.
“Why am I not surprised?” I feel my dick thickening again at the thought and try to subtly adjust myself.
Lincoln glances at me. “Why do you say that?”
“Bennett here told me all about her male-male book collection,” I say, winking.
Her cheeks flush slightly, but she doesn’t deny it. “I like what I like,” she says with a confident smile. “Male-male romances are next level—especially if they have lots of hatred and angst.”
Link meets my eyes as if asking if I’d want that, too. And I nod because my best friend is hot as hell, and I trust him. The smile he gives me in return is almost shy and very un-Lincoln-like, but he finally seems completely open to the idea.
Thank fuck.
“Okay, it’s super weird when you guys talk without actually talking,” Charlie says, looking between us before stifling a yawn. Her eyes look heavy, like she’s about to pass out.
She stands. “I guess I should head back.”
We both stand with her, but I place a hand on her waist before she can walk to the door.
“When is your first class tomorrow, Bennett?” I ask.
“It’s at ten. Why?”
“Maybe you could stay,” I say softly.
Lincoln nods, grabbing her hand. “Yeah, it’s cold outside and late. Stay.” He runs a finger along her jaw. She leans into his touch and stares back.
Jesus, the way she’s looking up at him is giving me all the feels.
“Okay, sure,” she whispers finally.
Lincoln and I follow her down the hall. We don’t need to talk about the sleeping situation. After tonight, I think we just know neither one of us is giving her up, so why fight it? We walk into Lincoln’s room and strip down to our boxers. I look at Charlie, who watches appreciatively from the foot of the bed. I smile, tossing her the T-shirt I just took off.
“You can sleep in this,” I say. “And there’s extra tooth brushes under the sink in the bathroom.”
Before long, we’ve all collapsed into the soft king-size bed, Charlie nestled between us. My fingers graze her hip, and I slide my hand over her stomach as she wiggles her back closer to my chest, sighing contentedly. Listening to the sound of her and Lincoln breathing, I drift off to sleep.
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
CHARLIE
Iawake to rain slapping against Lincoln’s window and roll onto my back. The sound makes my heart hammer. I glance between the guys—they’re still fast asleep. I take a deep breath and close my eyes, trying to relax, but the sound of water dripping onto the metal gutter outside vibrates through my brain.
Drip, drip, drip.
Shit.
My stomach twists, and I curl into a ball, pulling my arms over my face.
