Jack
always
Alondra
See you soon (;
I slip into my coat, ignoring the look Dylan gives me, while Seth is too busy eyeing a girl at the bar. “See y’all later,” I say, getting up from the table.
“Tell Al I said hi,” Seth says, shooting me a quick wink.
“Yeah, I’m not wasting my time with her talking about you,” I say, waving at a couple people on my way out who call my name, trying to get my attention.
I’ve just pulled into the driveway when Al parks on the side of the road, and my smile is wide as I watch her climb out, her furry hood covering her face. She’s cursing about the cold when I walk to meet her, too impatient to wait for her to get to me first.
“Shit, were you not home?” she asks, a slight frown marring her full lips I’m desperate to kiss.
“I was at the bar with Dylan and Seth,” I answer, pressing a short kiss to her lips, trying to turn her frown upside down.
“You didn’t have to leave. I could have hung out with Coop or Nate.”
Now I’m the one frowning. “Seriously?”
Al giggles, tipping her head up at me. “Am I not allowed to hang out with your roommates?”
Honestly, I’m glad they’re friends, but it doesn’t mean I want to share her with them. I open the front door and hang my coat up on the rack Coop insisted we get, kicking my shoes off without putting them on the rack. Coop will have a coronary, but he’ll get over it.
Al hangs hers next to mine, and then before she can spout any more shit about hanging out with them instead of me, I pull her toward the stairs.
“Jack,” she says, laughing as she keeps up with me. “You can slow down.”
“I’ve hardly seen you all week, and I want all the time I can get with you,” I say, looking back at her, only to find her staring at my ass.
Alondra grins at me, shrugging her shoulders as she climbs the stairs. “What? You think you’re the only one who gets to stare?”
“I’m glad you know what a great ass I have,” I say, unashamed when I start taking the stairs two at a time as Al laughs again behind me.
“At least you know it,” she says, following me into my room, and I shut the door, locking it in case we have any unexpected visitors.
The moment I turn around, Alondra is pulling me down to kiss her. I don’t miss a beat, tugging her against me, and Al smiles against my mouth. “How’s Macy?” I ask, moving us toward the bed.
“With Ellie.”
I press another short kiss to her mouth. “Should you still be there?” I ask, straightening out of reach of her addicting lips. I can’t help smiling when I realize she’s wearing one of my sweatshirts. My god, Alondra is my ruin.
“They’re probably going to be together again by tomorrow morning. I did the shots with her last night, and the wine the night before with the sappy movies, but holy fuck, Jack, I couldn’t take it anymore. Even just thinking about drinking makes me want to vomit. I had to get out of that apartment, and I missed you a lot,” she says, dropping her head against my chest, wrapping her arms around my torso.
I drag my fingers through her hair. “If it were a contest, I think I’d have you beat for missing you more,” I say and Alsits on the bed, her face softening before she blinks, smiling mischievously at me.
“Well, isn’t that good for my ego? Jack Schultz missed me.”
I really did.
She unbuttons the front of my jeans without looking away from me while she pulls them down. Alondra’s hand dips into my underwear, and I swallow my groan as her hand closes around me. “Nope, not how the rules work,” I choke out when she swipes her thumb over the sensitive tip.
Al doesn’t listen and moves her hand up and down anyway, and I don’t stop her. “Didn’t realize there were rules for orgasms,” she says, giving me a sweet smile.
Oh fuck, I think she’s trying to kill me.
