His answer was to kiss her cheek, then her ear. “I love you.”
She turned her head to respond, but he kissed her mouth before she could speak. He kept it short, which was as disappointing as it was sensible.
“Movie?” Reagan asked them all.
“Yeah, okay. Whatcha got?” Davis asked.
Reagan went through her Christmas movies, listing each title as everyone vetoed. When they were finally able to settle on something, she dimmed the lights after putting the movie in. Alex noticed that Hudson slipped in after everyone was watching the TV, sitting in one of the oversized chairs and beckoning to Reagan. It made Alex think he felt uncomfortable in his own home because of their guests.
Not long into the movie, maybe five minutes, Alex became aware of Grant’s wandering hands. He pulled the blanket off the back of the couch first, then settled his hand on her leg. She didn’t think he was brazen enough to go any further, but she was wrong. Inch by inch, he moved closer to her core. She shifted to discourage him—it was his sister’s house, after all, and they were in a room full of people—but it didn’t deter hm. He shifted with her until she was pressed against the arm of the couch.
When he found her center, she shot him a look, but he was staring straight ahead. He ran one finger up and down the seam of her jeans until she was breathing through her nose and trying not to make a sound. He’d been insatiable since she’d known him, but she thought he could wait until they made it back to their hotel room. It didn’t seem he had those same plans. He continued his movements, and she bit her lip. It wasn’t going to get her off, but it was making her hot. She squirmed and finally decided that turnabout was fair play. She put her hand on his lap and stroked the hard length hiding behind the seam of his jeans. He lifted his hips, and she took that as encouragement. She continued, and he upped the game, unfastening her pants and slipping a hand inside. Her angle and the tightness of her pants made it impossible for him to get too far, but he tried. He could almost reach her clit; if only she slumped back more.
She couldn’t decide if that was what she wanted. To be touched by him was marvelous, and she knew she was going to have sex later in the evening, but to do things here? She didn’t think she wanted to be that exhibitionist. She sat straight up, restricting his access down her pants. He went back to rubbing the outside, and she did the same. He panted a bit, and she almost laughed before she caught herself. It wouldn’t do to have anyone turn and stare at them and guess at what they were doing. She didn’t want them making assumptions when she’d already put a stop to it.
The movie was halfway over when Grant leaned over to take her earlobe in between his teeth. She whimpered low in her throat and closed her eyes. He was playing dirty.
“You don’t want me to make you come?” he whispered in her ear.
She shook her head and took her hand from his lap.
“Why not, baby? I want to watch you come.”
She faced him, but he was still looking at her. She pushed on his cheek until he was facing forward again and spoke into his ear. “Because there’s a room full of people and I won’t defile your sister’s couch.”
He shook, and she assumed he was holding back laughter.
“Besides, how many times do you suppose Hudson has done the same and more to Reagan on this very couch?”
He turned back to her with a scowl. She scowled in return until he faced the movie once more.
When the lights were turned back on, Luna was asleep on Davis’s shoulder. They were on the other end of the couch, curled up in the opposite corner. Alex thought that they really were perfect for each other and hoped that Luna got over her misgivings about his family or whatever her true reasons were. She had a feeling Davis could make Luna happy.
“It looks like everyone is tired,” Reagan said from Hudson’s lap. Alex almost snorted at the expression on Hudson’s face. She knew what those two would be doing when everyone left.
Davis didn’t move, but looked at Reagan. “I’ll wake her and we’ll go.”
Reagan and Hudson walked everyone to the door to say their goodbyes. Grant kissed his sister’s cheek and shook hands with Hudson. Alex figured it was better than nothing at all. She hugged both of them, pleased when Hudson hugged her back. She thought that he was like the third wheel, or in this case the fifth. He didn’t quite fit in with anyone but Reagan.
None of the four people walking to their cars said anything. They would see each other one more time the next day, and then they would go their separate ways for a long time. Alex might never actually see Luna or Davis again after that.
Once they were seated in her car, Alex spoke up. “You know I don’t mind you playing with me, but I would probably die of embarrassment if your sister or anyone else caught us.”
“They were doing the same thing,” he chuckled.
“They were not!” she protested.
“You don’t know that. Come on, Reagan was in Hudson’s lap for two hours. You think they weren’t doing stuff in the dark?”
Alex hadn’t planned on telling him what she suspected of those two, but apparently he already knew. “At least you’re willing to admit that Reagan has sex.”
“Not willing enough that I want to discuss it.”
He had a point. “But Luna and Davis are supposedly just friends. They weren’t doing anything.”
“As far as we know, they’re just friends. But they could be friends with benefits and we wouldn’t know.”
“Huh, I guess you’re right. I talked to Hudson, by the way.”
