“Adalyn,” one of them says, stepping forward with an identically charming smile that rivals Hayden’s. “Mom told us all about you on FaceTime the other night. She was gushing about Hayden’s new girl. She went on and on about how she’s a nurse with a very pretty voice.” Oh Jesus, that’s embarrassing. Sticking out his hand, he says, “I’m Holden, and this is my twin brother, Halsey.”
Hayden, Holden, and Halsey . . . their parents didn’t give girls a chance.
“It’s very nice to meet you.” I shake both their hands. Halsey studies me, his eyes raking up and down my body while Holden flirts harmlessly by kissing the back of my hand.
But Hayden doesn’t seem to find it funny as he swats Holden away. “Keep your distance.” Turning to me, Hayden says, “Holden will pretty much try to seduce everyone and anyone. If you strapped a bra around a mailbox, he would try to take it out on a date.” Holden nods his head in agreement, causing me to laugh. “And Halsey, he’s the silent but deadly type, and I’m not talking about flatulence. He’s a studier and when it’s time, he strikes without warning.”
Holden thumbs toward Halsey. “It’s true. The dude doesn’t say anything to girls, but then one look from him, THE look, and he’s walking out the door, girl in hand. Freaky shit.”
Not speaking much, Halsey shrugs his shoulders and grabs himself a drink from the cooler.
“Well, it’s nice to meet you both.” I bite my bottom lip and say, “Hayden has spoken nothing of the two of you, and I can see why.” I wiggle my eyebrows.
Holden’s mouth drops open and Halsey’s eyebrow rises with humor. “Dude, your girl is totally hitting on us,” Holden says.
“She’s really not.” Hayden pulls me toward the seats overlooking the arena, whispering in my ear, “My dick is bigger than theirs, keep that in mind.”
Laughing, I pinch his side and take a seat next to him. “Seems like they put out though, so the smaller dick size is something I can overlook as long as I’m getting some.”
“Ah, but they sure as hell wouldn’t make you moan like I can.”
I nonchalantly shrug my shoulders. “How can I believe that when you haven’t once made me moan?”
Laughing in his throat and dropping his voice low enough that I can barely hear him, he says, “Two nights ago, when I was pulsing on top of you, my tongue wrapped around yours, my cock thrusting over your center . . .”
Oh God, I moaned so loud because dry-humping is a real thing, especially when the guy has a cock thicker than you’ve ever felt before.
My cheeks heat up, a crimson color most likely spreading over them. “That wasn’t moaning.” I press my lips against his ear. “That was begging.”
“Christ,” he mumbles, shifting in his seat and clearing his throat some more. “Adalyn, are you trying to get me hard?”
“Yes. For the love of God, yes.”
“What’s going on over here?” Holden steps up with a plate in hand, fries and corndogs toppling off the sides.
“Your brother won’t have sex with me.”
Corndog halfway to his mouth, Holden blinks his eyes rapidly and sits on the armrest of one of the chairs. “Excuse me?”
Hayden has his head in his hand, groaning as I smile to myself, pleased with my outburst. A little ribbing from his brothers might help. A girl can only wait for so long before she explodes.
I can only watch him walk around shirtless for so long.
I can only make out with him for so long before my need gets too overwhelming.
I can only dry-hump him so many times before I lose my ever-loving mind.
He’s driving me crazy.
He’s creating a monster with every day that goes by . . . sexless.
And let’s face it, I’m so goddamn horny. He has driven me to the point of being so horny I can feel my skin crawling, trying to undress as quickly as possible whenever he’s around. And when he smiles at me? Forget it, my bra pops open, my nipples wave, waiting to be tweaked.
“Adalyn,” Hayden groans and then turns to me, mirth in his eyes. “Do you know what you just did?”
Uh-oh.
Holden starts laughing, putting his plate down on a little shelf in front of the seats and calls out to Halsey. “Dude, we have some twin tag-team duty to take care of. Hayden, the old fuck over here, is holding out on his girl.” Pushing past Hayden, Holden squats before me and takes my hand. “Come with me, Adalyn. I’ll show you a good time, a better time than this old man can show you. You need a young stallion.”
