“Imagine if you really had slept with the Devil. You’d have to spend the rest of your life in church, asking for forgiveness, just for a chance to get to heaven.”
“Thanks, Alice. That makes me feel a lot better,” I groaned. “I’m doomed.”
“You’re not doomed. Maybe you’ll like Henry, or we can find you another guy. We’ll let Xander know he can shove his dick up his own ass.”
“That would be funny.” I giggled.
“Wouldn’t it be?” She laughed with me, and we both just stared at each other for a few seconds before she spoke to me again. “I have a feeling this is going to be another crazy weekend.”
“You and me both, sister. You and me both.”
CHAPTER NINE
“Liv.” Gabby’s voice echoed throughout the restroom. “Are you in here?”
I froze at the sound of her voice, and I could see that Xander was trying not to laugh as his hand covered my mouth.
“Liv? Are you in here?” Gabby said again. “Speak up if you’re in here. We can’t find you, Alice, Xander, or Scott, and Mom and Dad want to pay the bill and leave now.”
I glanced up at Xander, my face burning a bright red, and I could feel myself sliding down his body, until his hands slipped to my ass and he pulled me back up so that, once again, I was nestled firmly against his body, his cock nestled in between my legs.
“Liv? Alice?” Gabby said again, sounding annoyed.
I bit my lower lip in shame and listened to her as she exited the restroom.
“I’m a horrible sister,” I groaned and then cried out as Xander ignored my comment and instead entered me again swiftly.
“No, you’re not.” He grinned, his fingers squeezing my butt cheeks as he moved in and out of me.
I tightened my grip around his waist and bit down on his shoulder to stop myself from crying out in ecstasy.
I know you’re wondering what happened at breakfast that would have me fucking Xander again—and in the restaurant restroom, of all places. First off, you have to know that I wasn’t the sort of girl who stole other girls’ boyfriends. Not in high school, not in college. Not ever. I was never the girl to go after another woman’s man. I just didn’t do that, but you have to understand that these were extenuating circumstances. Xander wasn’t really Gabby’s man, and, well, he’d just made it too damn hard to say no to. Way too hard.
I hadn’t left the house, expecting to have sex with Xander again. That was not part of the plan. Not at all. I was planning on ignoring him, but that had all gone downhill as soon as we got into the SUV to go to the restaurant two hours ago.
“I’m so happy everyone came home to hear my good news.” Gabby grinned from the passenger seat of my father’s Lincoln Navigator. “You guys rock.” She looked at me and then Alice. “I can’t believe that even people who weren’t invited showed up.” She gave Alice another derogatory look and then turned back to Aiden, who was driving the car.
“Why didn’t you ride with Mom, Dad, and Chett?” I asked Gabby, annoyed by her already—and we’d only been in the car for five minutes.
“Because I wanted to drive with my fiancé and his brother,” she said as she smiled at Xander lovingly. “And I wanted to be in the Lincoln. It seats eight, and I wanted the largest amount of people to enjoy my company while we celebrate this weekend.”
“Yay us,” Alice said and looked at me with a grin.
“Grow up.” Gabby rolled her eyes. “You two are college graduates now; you’re both twenty-two. Stop acting like you’re twelve.”
“Don’t talk to Alice like that,” I snapped at Gabby.
“Yeah, give it a break.” Scott spoke up from the back seat. “No one wants to hear you lecturing all day,” he continued.
“Scott”—Aiden stopped at the traffic light and looked into the back—“this is Gabby’s big weekend. Have some respect.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. No one died and made you John-boy Walton, Aiden,” Scott retorted.
Alice and I laughed at his comments. Aiden looked at Alice for a second then, and her face went red as her laughter died.
“See what you’ve done.” I turned around and looked at Xander, who was sitting in the last row with a smirk on his face.
Henry was sitting next to him and looked slightly uncomfortable.
