reach his room, closing the door behind us.
“You have no idea.” I slam my mouth on his and before long, poker is the last thing on my mind.
LAST NIGHT GOT OUT OF HAND. What started as just a few innocent drinking games with brothers turned into a rager that lasted until just before the sun came up this morning. It’s just after three in the afternoon now, but I’m just finding the energy to pull myself out of bed.
When I sit up, I immediately regret it. A sharp pang shoots through my head and I squint against it, grabbing my phone off the bedside table.
No missed calls or texts.
Cursing, I unlock the screen and type out another text to Carleton. When I finish, it pops up into our conversation along with the seven other unanswered messages from me. Typical. I send him money and he disappears from the face of the earth. I can’t stop thinking about my nephews. He knows I worry, which is exactly why he doesn’t answer. It makes it easier for him to ask for money when he knows I care.
A girl’s groan breaks the silence and I startle, whipping around to find another body in my bed. The fuck? Was I really that drunk last night? All I can see is one tan leg outstretched from beneath the covers. The rest of the body, including the head, is still buried beneath them.
“Well that was an interesting Tuesday night,” Skyler mumbles, throwing the covers off.
“Why are you in my bed, Sky?”
“Come on,” she remarks with a look that implies the answer is obvious. “You know I don’t sex and sleep. I sex and leave. Only, I was too tired to do the second part of that mantra last night, so I settled for leaving his room. If it’s under the same roof but not within the same walls, it doesn’t count as sleeping with them, right?”
“You’re ridiculous.”
“You cuddled with me last night.” I blanch and she barks out a laugh. “Kidding, Bear, kidding. You do snore though.”
I grin, but slowly reach for my pillow and then tackle her, holding it playfully over her head while she squirms beneath me. I tickle her sides and she shrieks hysterically, kicking at me to no avail. Suddenly, my bedroom door flies open.
“Uh…” my Little trails off, standing at the door with wide eyes. “Should I come back later?”
Skyler is still giggling as she smooths out her hair and jumps up from the bed. She’s in nothing but a tiny tank top and boy shorts, but she’s not the least bit ashamed. She starts shimmying into her jeans like it’s a normal everyday occurrence for us. “Hey Josh. He’s all yours,” she says, nodding toward me. “I was just on my way out. Class in twenty. See you!”
And with that, she pats Josh on the shoulder and happily skips out of the room. I smirk as Josh watches her walk all the way down the hall before turning back to me, eyes still wide. “Holy shit. Did you fuck Skyler Thorne?”
“Bro,” I deadpan.
He throws his hands up. “I won’t say a word, I swear. But come on, you have to give me details.”
I roll my eyes, standing and pulling on my sweat pants. No wonder it looks like we slept together. We were both in our underwear. “She’s like a sister to me, dude. Don’t act like you don’t know that.”
“Yeah. A seriously hot sister you don’t mind going incestual for.” I punch him hard on the arm and he winces. “All right, all right, I get it. You didn’t sleep together. You just slept together.” He winks. “Your secret’s safe with me.”
“I give up.”
“Hey,” he says, changing the subject and following me down the hall to the kitchen. “Check this out.” He shoves a small pink piece of paper into my hands and I squint to read the cursive writing beneath the bold letters: NOTICE.
“Is this a sound violation?”
“Yeah. Last night was epic,” he answers with a goofy smile.
“We need to watch that shit,” I say, crumpling up the notice and tossing it in the trash. I reach into the fridge for the orange juice with my name on it and chug
“You have no idea.” I slam my mouth on his and before long, poker is the last thing on my mind.
LAST NIGHT GOT OUT OF HAND. What started as just a few innocent drinking games with brothers turned into a rager that lasted until just before the sun came up this morning. It’s just after three in the afternoon now, but I’m just finding the energy to pull myself out of bed.
When I sit up, I immediately regret it. A sharp pang shoots through my head and I squint against it, grabbing my phone off the bedside table.
No missed calls or texts.
Cursing, I unlock the screen and type out another text to Carleton. When I finish, it pops up into our conversation along with the seven other unanswered messages from me. Typical. I send him money and he disappears from the face of the earth. I can’t stop thinking about my nephews. He knows I worry, which is exactly why he doesn’t answer. It makes it easier for him to ask for money when he knows I care.
A girl’s groan breaks the silence and I startle, whipping around to find another body in my bed. The fuck? Was I really that drunk last night? All I can see is one tan leg outstretched from beneath the covers. The rest of the body, including the head, is still buried beneath them.
“Well that was an interesting Tuesday night,” Skyler mumbles, throwing the covers off.
“Why are you in my bed, Sky?”
“Come on,” she remarks with a look that implies the answer is obvious. “You know I don’t sex and sleep. I sex and leave. Only, I was too tired to do the second part of that mantra last night, so I settled for leaving his room. If it’s under the same roof but not within the same walls, it doesn’t count as sleeping with them, right?”
“You’re ridiculous.”
“You cuddled with me last night.” I blanch and she barks out a laugh. “Kidding, Bear, kidding. You do snore though.”
I grin, but slowly reach for my pillow and then tackle her, holding it playfully over her head while she squirms beneath me. I tickle her sides and she shrieks hysterically, kicking at me to no avail. Suddenly, my bedroom door flies open.
“Uh…” my Little trails off, standing at the door with wide eyes. “Should I come back later?”
Skyler is still giggling as she smooths out her hair and jumps up from the bed. She’s in nothing but a tiny tank top and boy shorts, but she’s not the least bit ashamed. She starts shimmying into her jeans like it’s a normal everyday occurrence for us. “Hey Josh. He’s all yours,” she says, nodding toward me. “I was just on my way out. Class in twenty. See you!”
And with that, she pats Josh on the shoulder and happily skips out of the room. I smirk as Josh watches her walk all the way down the hall before turning back to me, eyes still wide. “Holy shit. Did you fuck Skyler Thorne?”
“Bro,” I deadpan.
He throws his hands up. “I won’t say a word, I swear. But come on, you have to give me details.”
I roll my eyes, standing and pulling on my sweat pants. No wonder it looks like we slept together. We were both in our underwear. “She’s like a sister to me, dude. Don’t act like you don’t know that.”
“Yeah. A seriously hot sister you don’t mind going incestual for.” I punch him hard on the arm and he winces. “All right, all right, I get it. You didn’t sleep together. You just slept together.” He winks. “Your secret’s safe with me.”
“I give up.”
“Hey,” he says, changing the subject and following me down the hall to the kitchen. “Check this out.” He shoves a small pink piece of paper into my hands and I squint to read the cursive writing beneath the bold letters: NOTICE.
“Is this a sound violation?”
“Yeah. Last night was epic,” he answers with a goofy smile.
“We need to watch that shit,” I say, crumpling up the notice and tossing it in the trash. I reach into the fridge for the orange juice with my name on it and chug
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