“Slate, cover his mouth so he can’t squeal like a girl. Jedd… you get down the business end.”
“Fuck. Why I always gotta be near the dick?”
“Sucks to be VP.” I slapped him on the shoulder.
“We haven’t done this in years,” Slater whispered, a touch of nostalgia and sadness tainting the edges of his voice. We both turned to look at him, and he stared right back, not sorry for the words he’d set free. “What? We haven’t had fun like this in years. We used to do this shit all the time.”
“Some of us got too big to carry,” I hit back quietly, the corners of my mouth twitching with amusement.
“But not Kenny,” Slater whispered.
“Not Kenny.” I laughed as quietly as I could.
“We taking his naked ass to the bar once we’ve got him?”
“Then straight out into the yard, over to the training room.”
“Fuck, he better not want to fight me naked with his dick swinging about,” Jedd mumbled.
My chest bounced with silent laughter before I leaned forward, reached for the door handle and began to push it down as carefully as I could.
“One…” I looked back one more time before I faced forward again. “Two…”
“Three!” Slater pushed me, sending me flying into the door with a crash, forcing it to fly open and the three of us to stumble into Kenny’s room with not a single fucking ounce of grace about us.
“Shit, Slate, you motherfucking idio—”
I didn’t get to finish. The loud female screech, followed by the sound of bodies scrambling and Kenny cursing under his breath had the three of us standing upright and staring at the sight in front of us.
Kenny.
Naked.
With Sloane.
Also naked.
The two of them very much joined together by sweaty skin and lust-filled eyes.
We were standing in the middle of a live foreplay show, and all any of us could do was let our mouths hang open, and our eyes widen as we waited for Kenny to let go of Sloane’s legs that had been perched on his shoulders while he…
“Jesus fuckingChrist!”Kenny shouted. “Motherfuckers! Why are you… what are you…?” He dropped her legs and quickly tried to cover her with his comforter. He was all peachy little hairy ass and tensed shoulders as he scrambled around the bed, trying to move so he could cover himself too.
“Oh my God,” Sloane released on a breath of embarrassment. She pulled the sheet up to her chest and sat upright, pressing her back against the cold wall behind her. Her cheeks flushed like Kenny might have spanked them, too.
Jedd instantly turned around to face the other way, ever the gent.
But with one glance at each other, Slater and I came alive, and it only took a second for our eyes to light up and the rough burst of laughter to be set free. I doubled over, practically wheezing as I dropped one hand to my knee, my other reaching up to hold onto Slater’s shoulder.
“Get the fuck out!” Kenny shouted.
“I’m dying,” Sloane said quietly. “I’m dead. I am so dead.”
Slater and I followed Jedd’s suit, the two of us facing the other way so as not to embarrass Sloane any further, but Kenny was fair game.
I was just about to rip into him when I focused on ablonde figure walking towards me, a scowl on her face and her hair swinging behind her.
“Oh, shit,” I mumbled, all humor dropping from my face as I realized just how serious this shit was about to get. “Ayda.”