I couldn’t form words. She dropped her gaze from my face to the tent in my shorts and the air stilled between us. Her mouth formed a smallO, the color in her cheeks changing from freshly-showered pink to flaming red, and the sound of her swallowing was the only thing to break the silence. Then she darted into her room and shut the door. I didn’t need to lock it. We both knew she wouldn’t come back into our shared area and I took a minute to catch my breath.
How the fuck is she so attractive?
I gripped the edge of the counter, hating how it smelled like vanilla andher. God, it was as though I was experiencing lust for the first time. I yanked open the curtain and jumped into scalding-hot water, fisting my dick in my hands, and said ‘fuck it’ to my control. If I didn’t get a release soon, I’d turn into the fucking hormone monster fromBig Mouth.And ain’t nobody wanting that.
I tried not to think about Kenzie’s tight body when I pumped up and down, but the more I tried, the worse it got. Her wild hair, her free spirit, her little chuckle, the way her legs were everywhere all the time…yeah, I wanted to taste every part of her andgod yes.The orgasm hit me hard, the ringing in my ears sounding like a goddamn alarm when I pumped three more times. I leaned against the shower wall, letting the water hit my face until it started to get cool, and the relief in my body was almost laughable.
Almost.
A part of me felt dirty. How could I think about my teammate’s sister like that? There was an unspoken rule that sisters and exes were off-limits. Why would I even attempt to cross that line?
I packed my duffel bag, threw on workout clothes and found Zade leaving his room at the same time. He’d kill me if he knew what was going on in my head.“Hey, Z, how’s the arm?”
“Ready to fucking rock. Let’s do this!” He pumped his fist into the air and I chuckled. He had always been a bit of an idiot, but I appreciated the presence he brought to the mound. I forced myself not to see if Kenzie was in her room when we headed downstairs and ignored the twinge of guilt of not saying anythingbefore leaving for three days.
It wasn’t like I could text her…that would involve asking Aaron for her number and I’d rather strike out for a week straight than do that. Fuck, three days away from her was probably a good thing. I’d play baseball, hopefully celebrate some wins and come home to our summer bash party and get laid. It’d be perfect.
Chapter Seven
Kenzie
In three days, I had added two new items to my list.Make friends to not die of boredomandmake sure to never live alone.Every sound the worn-down house made me jump out of bed and clutch a baseball bat. It didn’t matter how many times I checked every door to make sure they were locked, or the windows to ensure they were shut, I didn’t feel safe. It also didn’t help I got suckered into watching a crime documentary on Netflix, scaring the shit out of myself to the point I called my parents with the excuse of checking in. Hell, I almost called Sean.
I decided I didn’t like it when the guys weren’t home. Their place was meant to be lived in, not to be vacated or left alone to a dork like me. They had one game Friday morning—making it six games for their tournament—and they would return home. It was two p.m. and they still weren’t back and I wasn’t a huge fan of checking my watch every ten minutes. I had a life without them, right?
Ha. Ha. I didn’t, not yet.
My entire first week’s assignments for both classes, my laundry and even a budget for the summer were done. Once I turned nineteen and could waitress at the Lion, I’d be able to save more money and contribute more to the house. There always seemed to be food and I couldn’t say who exactly bought it.Hm, a question for another day.
I sat on what I deemed the welcome couch, my legs spread out on the cushions, and I was on my seventh BuzzFeed quiz about what type of cereal I was—I was Fruity Pebbles, by the way—when I heard their voices. My stomach felt filled with butterflies and when Tanner walked through the door, my breath caught in my throat.
He gave me a sexy head nod, still mid-laugh, and I couldn’t picture anything more attractive in the world. “Hey, Kenz, you survived!”
“We had a bet going,” Zade added, following TJ into the house. “Aaron said you hated being home alone growing up, so, how badly did you freak out?”
“You’re all assholes. Trying to make a profit off my fear?” I set my laptop down and found the nearest cushion to throw at him. “And to think I ordered a Zwillows Pillows sweatshirt to support you.”
That wiped the smirk off his face. Aaron entered behind Zade and all three guys dropped their shit right at the entrance and plopped onto the remaining seats in the living room. Zade and Tanner gave Aaron a long look, Tanner speaking first. “Dude, you’re sure about this?”
“Yeah. It’s been almost a year.”
“We don’t have to do it here,” Zade added, and my concern went from zero to ten. “Seriously, it doesn’t matter if we do it here or at one of the other houses.”
“Guys, it’s our senior year. Greta will be here and she would literally fight anyone trying to fuck with us. I’m not in the same place I was then. We’re having a party,” my brother said, the reason for their serious talk making sense. “Kenzie, are you okay with us having a party here? It will be loud, messy and people will probably try to have sex in your room.”
Three pairs of eyes stared at me and a fit of giggles came over me. It did nothing to show them how mature I was. They rolled their eyes until I could contain myself. “Sorry, that’s just…gross. Sex in other people’s beds is wrong. But yeah, I’m fine with the party. Actually, I’m excited.”
“Yeah?” Aaron’s eyes lit up, turning brighter blue. “You always complained about not getting to party with me in high school. Now’s your chance, K-Bug.”
“Don’tuse that nickname, buckwheat,” I fired back with the nickname our parents gave him…which he despised. His left eye twitched for second before he gave me a nod of appreciation.
“Fair enough. Let’s see if our beer pong skills carry in the family or not.”
“They do, trust me.”
“Ten dollars I beat you.”
“Game on, bro. Game on.” I gave him the most confident look I could, laughing at Zade’s whistle. “Zade’s on my team.”
