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“Keep looking at me like that princess and I won’t be responsible for my actions.”

Julien takes that as his cue to leave.

“Ok, I’ll meet you guys downstairs. Ryder said he was on his way so no hanky-panky kids as we’ve got to go. You have ten minutes,” he says and walks backward out of the room doing that finger to eye thing that says he’s keeping a close eye on us. Jayson laughs and flips him off before closing the door and locking it. He turns around and looks at me with a shit-eating grin plastered across his face. Oh boy, I’m in trouble.

“Jayson, what are you doing?” I think I already have a pretty good idea and my heartbeat picks up with excitement at his possessive smirk even though I’m scrambling off the bed to try and escape.

“He said ten minutes. I only need five.” He grabs me before I can dash to the door and hauls me against his still damp body. I should care that he’s getting my clothes wet, but I don’t. I’m too turned on to give a shit.

His towel falls away as he picks me up and carries me into the bathroom. I’m wearing an above the knee skirt that he hikes up easily as he sets me down on the bathroom vanity countertop. He slides a hand up my thigh to tease the edge of my underwear. He groans when his fingers slide across my wetness and then again at my husky moan when he inserts two fingers and curls them. It should embarrass me how easily he can make me wet for him, but then again, I also have the same effect on him as evidenced by his naked arousal which I eagerly take in my hand and start to pump up and down.

“We need to be quick,” he pants in my ear as he shoves my panties aside with his finger.

I grab his neck and jerk him forward for a blistering kiss as he plunges into me with one hard thrust. Our twin moans of pleasure are captured by our mouths. Jayson takes my ass in his large hands and pistons in and out as my hands brace and grip the edge of the bathroom vanity so I can push my hips forward to meet his. With one hand, he finds my clit and circles it with his thumb while his tongue kisses me in imitation of how he’s fucking me. The sex is quick and hard, but I love it all the same. I wrench my mouth away and throw my head back as my orgasm hits me hard. I feel him thicken and pulse inside of me as my walls flutter around him. He buries his face against my chest and grunts his release.

I sigh. “I wouldn’t mind waking up early every day for that.” Jayson kisses my clavicle and eases out of me gazing at the warm liquid trickling down my inner thigh. Last summer, we decided that I would go on the pill and he’s been taking me bare ever since. Jayson trails his finger through the sticky wetness between my legs and pushes his thumb gently inside of me.

“One day, I’m putting a baby in you,” his silver eyes flash to mine, “and my ring on your finger.” Jayson’s been saying things like that a lot to me lately. His words make me breathless and wanting every single time, while at the same time nervous and apprehensive. He steps away and bends down to pick up his discarded towel and returns to help clean me up. Figuring there is nothing I can do to fix the state of my underwear, I slip them off and ball them up.

“Fucking hell, princess. I’m going to have a hard on all day at school knowing you aren’t wearing anything.”

An evil grin crosses my face. “Serves you right.” At least my skirt is long enough that I should be fine as long as a strong wind doesn’t suddenly blow out of nowhere. Jayson tugs down his shirt and zips up his shorts while I smooth down my hair and adjust my clothes. I give myself a once over in the bathroom mirror and decide I look presentable enough. We make our way downstairs to where Julien is waiting for us.

He looks down at his wristwatch. “Nine minutes. I’m impressed.”

Jayson grabs his car keys off the hall table, smirks at his brother and links his hand with mine. “Let’s roll.”

Ryder passes me the yellow packets of sweetener and I rip two of them to pour into my coffee.

“Coach told me there would be a couple of scouts at the game next week.”

Julien is co-captain for his soccer team this year and we are all going to his first home game next week. He’ll play against Highland High, and the thought of seeing or being anywhere near Marshall again makes my teeth clench with anger and my stomach turn over with trepidation.

“There’s no doubt in my mind that you and Jay will get a full ride to college,” Ryder comments shoveling a ham biscuit in his mouth.

I nibble on my scone to allow time for my coffee to cool down enough so I won’t burn my mouth trying to drink it. Jayson has his arm resting along the back of our booth and he’s playing with the ends of my hair.

“You know,” he says, “we need to decide which college we all want to apply to, that is if we still want to stick together. Right?”

We all agree, even Ryder though we know he’s going to take over his dad’s garage and could care less about getting a college degree. I couldn’t imagine not having the three of them with me at college. No matter what, where they go, I will go. What choice do I have?

Julien throws a sugar packet at his brother. “There’s no rush to decide Jay. We have several more months before we need to start sending in applications.”

“You know we’ve always talked about Carolina University.”

I roll my eyes. Jayson and Julien have been obsessed with CU since I’ve known them. I should count myself lucky that Jayson let me have his favorite CU t-shirt, which I stole and refuse to give back to him. I like to sleep in it.

The waitress drops our check on the table and Jayson pulls out his wallet. “On me today. We need to head on out if we want to make it before the first bell.” Jayson slides out of the booth and reaches for me. “Jules, you with us or Ry?”

“I’ll ride with Ry.”

I hug Julien and Ryder, and Jayson opens the passenger side door of his truck for me to get in. It’s not like I won’t see them again today. Julien, Jayson, and Ryder are taking two AP courses with me, first period being one of them, and I’ll see them again for lunch as well. Since I work at the library after school today, Jayson’s going to drop me off and pick me back up once I’m done. I’m only working part time three days a week after school, and on those days, Jayson will drive me. I’ll drive to school the two days I don’t have work. Hailey is happy because that means she gets our car to herself most days.

You would think that sharing a car with Hailey would cause a lot of problems, especially with our different schedules, but she’s been pretty chill about it. I had to use the car a lot this summer since I was taking summer courses at the community college, but luckily she had Brea to drive her places. We’ll have to work out a new schedule once I start show choir. The choir director emailed us about before-school practice sessions beginning in a couple of months. Our choir group will compete in a big national competition in the spring. We’ll be up against about one hundred other show choirs from schools across the country. Mrs. Deagle, our choir director, has already contacted me about performing a solo piece of my own work.

Once we get to school, we park in the senior lot. Maria is already waiting next to the walkway that leads from the lot to the school building, and runs over to Ryder’s car when he pulls in. I watch as she jumps up into his arms as soon as he steps out, plastering a big kiss on his face. He squeezes her once and puts her down. I notice he doesn’t take her hand or put his arm around her. If I wasn’t watching so closely, I would have missed the scowl on her face. I jump out of Jayson’s truck before he has a chance to come around to open the door for me.

“Maria,” I call out. Her frown turns into a whoop and she jogs over to me.