“Devin, are you—” Chris’ voice called out, then stopped dead.
“Busted,” Morgan murmured, pressing another kiss to my hair.
“Are youbothin the bathroom?” Chris asked, obviously putting two and two together but not quite believing it.
He knew this was meant to be fake, so this had to be a surprise for him.
“Super naked,” I called out in confirmation, fighting not to laugh as Morgan grinned at me. “Soaking wet.”
“Hot,” Chris called back, and that was that. No more surprise, nothing. Just acceptance. “Alex says you guys need to move if you wanna get good start times this morning.”
Of course. Hell, if we leftright now, there’d already be a line. People were serious about their start times.
I could already imagine Brad tapping his foot impatiently outside.
“Gotta go,” I sighed as Morgan shut off the water.
17
Morgan
The rollof thunder I remembered from last night had turned into the kind of rain that came down so lightly you could forget about it until your clothes were soaked through.
I stared down at my phone screen, my last conversation with Aiden open, wondering what the hell I could say.
Had sex with your brother, not sure what it meant, didn’t quite seem like the kind of thing…anyonewould send to their best friend.
Not about their brother, anyway.Thatwas the awkward part. When it’d been Aiden and Carter, that was fine—I’d exchanged maybe two dozen words with Carter over the course of our entire lives before then.
I glanced up at the line, wondering if it’d moved at all, glad to see that Devin was still wrapped in a blanket, Alex holding an umbrella over both of them—and theoretically Brad, who was getting progressively more soaked.
The roof of the van, where I was sitting in the back of it, provided me with plenty of shelter.
“Hello,” Chris said, poking his head around the doors, seeing I was alone, and then climbing in next to me without another word. “Nice day for it.”
“Is it?” I asked, looking up at the grey clouds overhead. I had no idea what ideal kayaking weather was like.
Chris shrugged. “Probably not, I just like this kind of weather,” he said. “So,” he continued, and the word squeezed my guts like cold fingers, dread welling up. “You and Devin.”
Me and Devin.
I hadn’t figured it out in my head yet, and Idefinitelywasn’t ready to say anything smart about it.
“Me and Devin,” I said aloud, rolling the words around in my mouth, testing them for fit.
The thing was, I’d had acrushon Devin, but I’d never imagined what it’d be like to actuallybe with him. Crushes were just feelings.
This new development was going to require some kind of action, and I really didn’t know what to do next.
“Meant what I said,” Chris went on. “Totally hot, very into this big guy, little guy contrast thing.”
I wasn’t even sureIwas all that into it. I liked that I could wrap myself around Devin, I wanted to protect him from everything, but…
Oh. Well.
That probably meant I was into it, at least a little bit, from an inside perspective.
I really,reallyhadn’t thought about this. I’d fantasized about that one first kiss, and it’d been better than I could ever have imagined, and okay, maybe I’d jerked off to the thought of sparkling green eyes and a soft bitten lip…
