“Hey, can you make out with your girlfriend later?” I say. “You’re supposed to be cooking the eggs.”
“In a sec,” Nick says before tossing Poppy over his shoulder and carrying her to his bedroom, which is next to the living room.
Poppy’s giggles float through the house. The door shuts.
Leo rolls his eyes. “I’m gonna go put on my headphones so I don’t have to hear them fucking,” he mutters before heading up the stairs to his bedroom.
Soft, muffled noises echo through the house. I shake my head as I start cooking bacon on the stove. Briar chuckles.
“And he had the nerve to say that we were being too loud,” I say.
Briar’s smile drops. “Wait, what?”
“Nick mentioned he could hear us fooling around last night in my bedroom.”
When I look up, Briar’s face is bright red. “Oh my gosh, really?”
I smile at how big her eyes are. I grab her waist and pull her against me.
“Don’t be embarrassed,” I say. “I like that you’re loud.”
She flashes an adorably flustered smile as she looks up at me. “I can’t help it. You’re really good in bed.”
Pride swells through my chest as I kiss her. When we break apart, she bites her lip at looks up at me.
“So, Poppy told me that one of the tenants in the building she lives in is moving out in a couple of months.”
My heart sinks. She wants to move out.
“I want to go look at it. Will you come with me?”
I try to smile, even though I’m disappointed at the thought of her leaving the house. “Yeah, of course.”
She grabs my hand in hers and gives it a gentle squeeze. “Hey. You’re not mad, right?”
I cup her cheek. “I’m not mad. I won’t lie though. I’m gonna miss sharing my bedroom with you. I’m gonna miss having you in my bed every night.”
“I’ll miss that too. But I think I should have my own place. This is your place with your teammates. And Poppy’s apartment building is only like two miles away. Not far at all.” She traces her fingertip over my chest. “You can come over and stay in my bed for a change. And we can be as loud as we want without worrying about anyone hearing us.”
I perk up instantly. She deserves her own space. And she’s right. I’ll come over all the time, and it’ll be nice to have the privacy of an apartment. I kiss her. “Okay, you convinced me. This is a great idea.”
She giggles against my mouth. “Hey, can we try something new for our sex lesson tonight?” she says softly.
“Of course. What do you want to try?”
Her cheeks are pink again. “Riding your face.”
Pleasure rockets straight to my dick.
She bites her lip. “I read it in a book once, and it sounded really hot, so I thought?—”
I crash my mouth against. “Fuck yes, you can ride my face,” I growl.
She moans softly into my mouth.
Her phone buzzes with a text, interrupting us. When she checks it, her smile fades.
“My parents are on their way over.” Her lips purse, and her brow furrows. That stressed, worried look flashes in her eyes as she texts them back.
