“You haven’t got a cock to block, sis.”
“I owe you. You’ll have blue balls like your friend here,” I declare, nodding at Crane, who stares out of the window like I’ve not said a word.
“Ha, Crane gets more action than you and I put together.” Kai laughs, glancing at Crane with amusement.
“Do you, Craney?” I tease, nudging his arm with my foot.
“Can’t she go to sleep or something?” Crane says to Kai, ignoring me altogether.
I huff, but he’s got a point.
I’m so fucking tired.
Partying from two in the afternoon does that to a girl.
I watch Crane silently from the back seat, wondering if it’s true that he gets more girls than Kai.
I highly doubt it because, despite my brother's holier-than-thou attitude, he’s still managed to sleep with half of the girls in our county.
Crane lifts his hoodie, so I can’t see him anymore.
I nudge him with my foot again, and he grips it with his hand, keeping it still.
My skin heats up from his touch, and as I attempt to wriggle away, he holds it tighter.
What the fuck?
I know I could kick off and yell at him, but I like the feeling of his hand on me.
And just like that, like he knew I was gaining pleasure from his touch, he drops my foot like a hot potato, not even bothering to apologize when it hits the cupholder.
“Dick,” I mutter, rubbing my foot.
It’s only when we get home that he turns to me, a smirk on his lips.
“Try not to think of my touch all night, Sierra. You’ll never sleep.”
I climb out of the car, following my brother to our house as I wonder if I just imagined that.
Crane ignores me, heading into the den to watch the game with my parents, as Kai waves me up the stairs.
“Go to bed. I’ll cover for you.”
“I owe you. Oh, but you cockblocked me, so…” I shrug, smirking to myself.
Kai grins, shaking his head.
“Night, Sierra.”
“Night, Cobra Kai.”
“Such a loser.”
TWO
KAI
The sun beams onto my forehead as I sip my caramel latte, wincing at the strength.
