Just then, Ava returned to the kitchen, her phone in her hand. “She isn’t answering.”
“She’s definitely back at the suite?” Jett asked me.
“Yeah, she is,” I confirmed.
“She’s fine.” Ava tossed the phone on the counter. “She just doesn’t want to talk.” She returned Quinn’s sympathetic smile. “It happens sometimes. She just needs space to come to terms with it, and then she’ll be back like it never happened.”
“You want to check on her?” Jett asked as he tugged her into his arms.
“No,” Ava answered as she stood on her tiptoes to kiss him briefly. “Best boyfriend marks though for offering.”
Ugh, kill me now.
“Red’s a fighter. I’ll go back tonight, and the place will be boobytrapped,” I joked.
Ava beamed at me in appreciation and then offered to help Quinn make supper. After we had eaten and I was a firm lover of the new turkey dish, I got ready to leave. Ava pulled me aside as I gathered my things.
“She’ll pretend she’s asleep. Don’t fall for it, and make her talk to you tonight, or it’ll be awkward as fuck tomorrow.” Ava gave me a stern look. “Trust me.”
“That why you stayed on Sunday?”
“Known her my whole life. You let her get away with the silent treatment tonight, you’re fucked tomorrow and the next day and the next.”
“Noted.” I ruffled her blonde hair affectionately. “Did you just break girl code?”
“I did.” Ava sighed deeply before she gave me a sly grin. “You’ll both thank me later.”
“I can handle Red,” I said smugly, thinking about this afternoon in the restroom.
“Her body?” Ava shrugged. “I have no doubt you can, but her mind? You’re swimming deep in shark-infested waters while you still think you’re in the kiddie pool.”
“Wow.”
She reached up to pat my shoulder. “It’s okay, big guy, I got you.”
“You truly worry me sometimes,” I told her honestly. “You’re so weird and scary.”
“Which is why you adore me.”
The little psycho went skipping over to Quinn, and I stared after for a moment, chuckling to myself before I left. When I got back to the room, Red was doing exactly what Ava predicted, and knowing Ava was no fool, I took her advice.
Fast forward six hours, and here I was in bed with my little firecracker.
My? Not mine.
“I dunno if I’m waking up or going back to sleep,” Red murmured beside me. “I do know your thumb doing that is very relaxing.” I felt her move slightly closer. “I like that you snuggle.”
Snuggle? I thought about it. Yeah, I guess I was. With her.
“You should go back to sleep,” I told her quietly. “It’s too early for you to be awake.”
“Are you going back to sleep?” she asked as she did some small little stretch that arched her back and pressed her pussy and her tits up against me. My dick was beginning to stir.
“No, I have fifteen minutes, less now probably, before I need to get up and get ready for practice.”
She tilted her head up to look at me, even though it was still dark and she couldn’t see me that well. “When the season’s over, do you sleep all day to catch up on the lack of sleep?”
Huffing out a laugh, I smiled in the darkness. “When the season’s over, my practice is the same, just shorter hours some days.”
