“It wasn’t about you,” I told her. “I was thinking about this weekend, and because my brother is my twin, he knew where my thoughts were.”
“Were you thinking about me?” Quinn teased as she suddenly focused back in the car.
“No, don’t flatter yourself,” I chided her as I squeezed her hand to show I was joking. “I was thinking about Ash.”
Which was partly true. I had been thinking about my cousin, but Ava’s incessant chatter had interrupted me.
“Ash?” Jett’s glance flicked to Quinn and then back to me.
“He’ll be playing this weekend, without me and you on the team. Coach is going to move him to a more defensive role to protect Kowoski in the pocket. He isn’t going to be happy.”
Jett nodded in agreement, and I saw Quinn’s head dip in guilt.
“Why did you think jumping into a netted pool was a good idea?” Ava chastised Jett. “Gray was already in there. Why did everyone have to potentially drown?”
“Because both my brothers drowning wasn’t an option,” Jett replied with a sideways glance at her.
“Pft, I don’t think anyone would have minded if Onyx drowned,” Ava muttered as she turned to look at Quinn. “Am I wrong?”
Quinn smirked as she looked first at Ava and then Jett. “I’m not sure I can argue with that,” she said with a fist bump to Ava.
So, Ava was also loyal to Quinn. I liked that.
“He’s just protective,” Jett muttered as he drove. “He sees you as a threat. He eliminates threats.”
Turning my head, I looked out at the passing scenery. That was true. Onyx was fiercely protective. He made me look sloppy in comparison. He had always known how I felt, and he had known how much it pissed me off when Quinn went out with Ash. His fear that she would be the cause of disharmony between the three of us may have been correct, if I weren’t who I was and Ash wasn’t who he was.
I knew Quinn and Ash would be temporary. I knew because watching them for five months was like watching them for five years, and I knew I wouldn’t have lasted any longer had she not undressed that night and asked me to touch her. The moment I knew for certain that I was who she actually wanted, I had acted.
Yes, I could have done it better. Our first time together shouldn’t have been in a bathroom on a sink. We both had made mistakes. We weren’t perfect.
My cousin was a big boy; he could look after himself. His hands may not have wandered when they were together, but his eyes had. He had flirted and teased, and I’d caught him more than once whispering to a girl who was pressed far too close up against him.
The fact that he had fucked almost the entire senior class hadn’t surprised me. She hurt his ego more than his heart. As long as Ash had pussy, he would be fine. If he were honest with himself and us, he would have admitted he wasn’t heartbroken over Quinn. Which is why Onyx’s fears had always been unfounded.
Ash didn’t love Quinn the way I did, and we both knew it.
However, that didn’t mean he would want to go on group dates and hug it out by the campfire. He would need a little bit of time. I was happy to give it to him.
“You’re deep in thought,” Quinn murmured to me, drawing my attention back to her.
“Thinking,” I said as I reached over to tug her closer.
Dad had given us Mom’s SUV to drive whilemy hand was in a splint. Onyx had wrecked my car, even though he was replacing it, and Jett’s pointless R8 was a two-seater only.
Quinn slipped out of her seat belt and moved over beside me. Ignoring Jett’s warning to put a seat belt on, she curled up at my side. “What are you thinking about?” she asked as she looked up at me.
As she tilted her head, my lips brushed her ear. “You naked on my dick as I fuck you senseless.” My tongue flicked out to lick the soft spot under her ear, and I heard her moan as she shifted in the seat.
“Gray,” Quinn protested as she looked quickly to the front, where Ava was still talking, and Jett laughed at something she said.
“Do you think they’d notice if I fuck you back here?” I asked as I nuzzled her neck. “If we’re really quiet.”
“Yes,” Quinn gasped as my hand slipped under her ass. It was awkward, but I managed to put my hand right under and cup her pussy as she hastily pulled her sweater down to hide my fingers as I slowly began to rub over her leggings. “You can’t do this,” Quinn whispered to me as she pulled at my fingertips.
“Already doing it, baby,” I said in triumph. Quinn turned her head into my neck, and I raised my head briefly and met Jett’s knowing stare in the mirror. Leaning forward, he turned the music up slightly, telling Ava he liked the song playing when she asked him why.
I would have given him a hundred dollars if he knew who was playing right then, but he was doing me a solid, so I let him off. Jett gave me a meaningful look, and I pretended to close my eyes, watching as he reached over and grabbed Ava’s hand, placing it on his leg. She turned hurriedly to look back at us, but the way Quinn was hiding her face and I was pretending to be sleeping, she assumed we were both going to sleep and gave him a wicked grin.
