Page 58 of The Puck Drop


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I had my cock in my hand a second after the water turned on, and I pictured Naomi’s perky tits and the way her skin felt against mine. Her sounds, the way she sucked my tongue and kissed me back.Yes.I pumped harder and felt the familiar pleasure start at my spine and work its way up. I came hard justthinkingabout her.

How was I going to survive once I had her?

CHAPTER TWENTY

Naomi

I shouldn’t have watched Michael’s back muscles as he walked away from us. It made me regretnotgoing with him. Even though I couldn’t. Not when we agreed to keep this a secret between us. It was too important to remain friends in public, and worry etched its way down my spine. Cami totally saw us holding hands.

Was this thing ruined before I even got to sleep with him?My intent had been clear until my damn sister showed up. Irritation danced on my spine as I eyed her. She watched Michael’s ass and whistled.

“He ishot.”

Anger reared its head, and I made a fist at my side. “Going to go after him too?”

She scoffed and popped one hip out to the side. While my expressions gave every emotion and feeling I had away, my sister was the opposite. She could be thinking about serial killers or cute babies and no one would know the difference. Still, a part of me, a small part, wanted to make her feel bad.

To see her squirm.

But she didn’t. She arched one brow and laughed. “You must think the worst of me.”

“I’ve lost track of the good, Cami.” I pushed my hair out of my face, forcing the final thoughts of Michael and the heat in his eyes away. Later. I could worry about him later.

“Could we talk?”

“I mean, sure. Like I’ve done most of my life, I’ll adapt to your schedule.” I put my backpack on my back and pointed like I was a freshman tour guide. “Where do you want to go?”

Cami played with a buckle on her outfit, and for one half second, she looked sad, a flash of vulnerability on her ice-cold face. My soul hurt for my twin who had once been someone I shared my entire life with. But as quick as it happened, her regularresting bitch facereturned, blocking off any hint at what she was thinking.

“Here’s fine. I want to feel the sun on my face anyway.” She sat on the grass and leaned back, her tiny outfit rising up. When the light hit her, I noticed the bags under her eyes. My sister had a skin-care routine that was intense, so this was a new development.

“Did you walk here to find me, or did you see me with Michael and want to intrude?” I asked, sitting down and looking over my shoulder.

“Our phones still show our locations. I realized you were on the quad and thought it’d be the perfect chance to talk.” She still closed her eyes, but there was a lilt to her voice. “You didn’t tell Dad about Saturday, right?”

“No, Cami, I didn’t.”

“Thanks. He’s been on my case enough.” She sighed and ran a hand over her face and groaned. “He didn’t ask you about Gage though, right?”

“He cancelled on me last minute, so we never got dinner,” I said the words fast as my face flushed with embarrassment.

“He’ll make it up to you, don’t worry. He’s done that with me a few times and always brought me lunch to apologize.” She grinned, like her words were supposed to make me feel better.

“It was days ago, and he won’t respond to a text, Cami.”

“Hm.” She pursed her red lips as a brief frown line appeared between her eyebrows. “He said he sees you every week for your project though. You’re doing a data report for him on game stats? That’s good, right? You talk and stuff?”

“By talk, you mean he has me reporting to Michael? Sure. Yeah, it’s great.”

“Michael is easy on the eyes, Nana.” She winked and let out a slow whistle. I didn’t know how to respond with all the thoughts of our dad intruding. He cancelled on Cami but made it up to her. He told her my project was game stats? He belittled my project to my twin sister?

My face prickled with the urge to cry. I sniffed and looked at the sun to act like my watering eyes were from the brightness. Cami didn’t seem to pay attention though.

She shifted her position and lowered her voice as she asked, “Nana, do youreallythink I go after guys you’re into on purpose?”

Ah, we were getting right to it.Move over, Dad drama, Cami’s taking spot one right now.

I blew out a breath, focused on settling my racing heart, and nodded. “It’s happened three times. So, yeah, I do.”