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She frowns but presses the icepack to her face. “What happened with Sloane?” I ask, giving her my no-nonsense glare.
She shrugs. “It’s my fault. Don’t worry about it. We figured things out.”
She seems genuine as she presses the icepack to the other side of her face. I watch her and her eyes narrow on me. “Stop it. I’m not spilling all my secrets to you, so you can stop looking at me like that.”
I smirk at her. Obviously it’s working if she has that kind ofreaction to it. She huffs, getting to her feet. Pulling the icepack away, she looks up at me. “Better?”
“Much.” I take the ice pack away just as Zane storms down the hallway from the stairs, coming to a halt when he sees us standing in the kitchen.
I slip the pack into my pocket. He looks between us and the small distance separating us. “Where were you? You kind of just disappeared.”
She points to the ground. “I sat here after Sloane left. I was just a little overwhelmed.” She shrugs.
He narrows his eyes at her. “Okay.” He walks over and leans against her like she’s a magnet. “Want to watch a movie?” She nods her head. He walks with her under his arm into the living room. “I even got you the candy corn you wanted.”
“Candy corn? I didn’t ask for candy corn.”
I stand in the doorway watching Zane settle her into the middle of the blanket fort he made. “You did too. I put it on the list.” He pulls out his phone and thumbs through it before handing it to her.
Viv laughs, looking up at him, “I said candy and popcorn, but I appreciate it. I like candy corn.”
Zane’s cheeks heat. “Oh.”
She grabs his hand, pulling him down into the blanket nest. He half falls on top of her and pushes himself up. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
She shakes her head, looking comfortably pinned by his arms, like it’s a normal position for them. He leans down and presses his lips against hers. Viv’s chin lifts, deepening it. I try not to, but can’t help but imagine it’s me she’s touching and that it’s my hair she’s tangling her fingers in. Zane groans against her mouth. “No sex in the living room,” Nox says as he walks into the room wearing a pair of sweat pant shorts.
Zane’s face turns bright red, and he glares at Nox. “We weren’t.”
Nox shrugs. “If it looks like a duck and quacks like a duck.”
Viv looks around Zane’s shoulder at Nox. “Ooo, is it pajama time?”
Zane looks down at her, still under him with a soft smile on his face. “Yeah. Come on. You can change in my room.”
Viv lets him lift her from the ground and follows behind him with their hands entwined. “You’re her professor,” Nox says as he settles into the fort.
Somehow Zane had convinced us all to hang out in the damn thing with Viv tonight. Something about it being her first sleepover and a list. I don’t know. I stopped listening when he tried to take my fluffy feather filled pillows. My bedroom door got locked to make sure they stay safe. “I wasn’t looking at her like that.”
“Sure.” Nox narrows his eyes at me like I’m an idiot. “Then why are you standing there with a boner?”
I glance down and curse. “Shut up,” I snap, stalking away and up the stairs to change into my own pajamas.
I pass by Zane’s room and pause at a sound. The asshole left the door cracked. Peeking through the crack, I watch as Viv pushes Zane down to sit on the edge of his bed. She falls to her knees before him, her hands resting on his thighs. “I’ve never done this before,” she tells him.
Zane looks down at her with heavy-lidded eyes. “You don’t have to.”
Those thick wavy curls swish as she shakes her head. “I want to.”
Her head dips and Zane’s head falls back on his shoulders. I can’t see what she’s doing with her hands, but her elbows are moving just as enthusiastically as her head. “Fucking shit, Viv.”
She pulls away with an audible pop. “Did I do something wrong?”
Zane looks down at her, shaking his head. “God, no. It felt fucking amazing, but if you keep that up, I’m going to come.”
“Good,” Viv says before her head starts bobbing again.
I don’t know if I move or make a sound, but Zane’s eyes find mine. A dark smile curves his mouth as he tells Viv how good of a job she’s doing. She fucking preens under his praise. Her head bobs and Zane’s head falls back again. “Oh fuck. I’m gonna come,” he groans as his whole body tenses.
