Quinn snorted and handed me my coffee back.
“You accepted an apology?” Elise looked scandalized.
“She was on her knees for a while, know what I’m saying? In fact, she keeps wanting to apologize to me, over and over.” I smirked as Elise filled in the blanks, and as Quinn and I walked away, Quinn looked over her shoulder.
“She’s already on her phone,” she said with disgust.
“Excellent.”
“You throwing your blonde to the wolves?” Quinn asked casually.
“Yeah, see how she fares. She doesn’t like attention.”
“So . . . you’re just putting her in the spotlight.”
Slinging my arm around Quinn’s shoulders, I pulled her into me. “I’m a giver,” I teased her.
“You’re a bastard,” Quinn told me playfully.
“I am.” I kissed the top of her head. “It’s why I’m your favorite.”
“It’s why you’re mybest friend, dickhead.” She laughed. “I never said you were my favorite.”
“Onyx was reserved on Friday,” I said carefully as we walked, sharing my coffee.
“I believe I have your other brother to thank for that.” Quinn looked down as she spoke.
I raised my eyebrow in surprise. Gray had said nothing to me about it. “Well, if you’re gonna thank himproperly, put a cushion down first; your knees will ache before he’s done.”
Quinn threw her head back as she laughed at my implication. “A blow job isn’t the answer.”
“It isn’t?” I asked her with a grin. “Pretty sure that’s always the answer.”
“Your dad’s such a gentleman, he would die if he knew you were such a sleazy dick,” she said good-naturedly.
He probably wouldn’t. He and my uncle had been no Boy Scouts when they were younger, either.
“Quinn.” I hesitated.Did she need to know? I asked myself.
“You didn’t let it go?” she said softly as she sobered while we walked to her first class.
“We couldn’t.”
She held her hand out for my coffee, and I gave it to her. “And? What did you find?” She didn’t look at me, and I hated that she couldn’t look me in the eye.
“We haven’t gotten it all together yet,” I admitted. “We found more than I think we were expecting.”
“And if I ask you to stop?”
“It’s no longer just about you,” I said as I pulled her arm to get her to stop walking. “Plus, you know he was never going to let it go.”
Quinn was looking away from me, and I watched her as she struggled with her emotions. “You aren’t supposed to be telling me, are you?” Her dark brown eyes shone with unshed tears when she finally looked at me.
“They don’t think you need to know.”
“Idiots, both of them.”
“That’s what I said.” I gave her a small smile. “Do you need to see?”
