Never Doubt Me: Judge Me Not #2(5)

Cassie quickly glances away, but Will looks nothing short of f*cking jubilant. Oh great, defiant-Will is back.

“What about it?” he challenges. “You got a problem with that?”

“You bet I do. You don’t even have a driver’s license, Will. You’re only fifteen f*cking years old.”

Will has the nerve to find my comments amusing. At least, I assume he does, since he laughs and says, “Hate to break it to you, Chase, but I’ve known how to drive for a while now. Mom taught me last year. She took me out to the desert to practice, said it was like insurance, in case something, you know, happened and she couldn’t drive.”

Jesus. What am I supposed to do with that? I have no idea, so I just let it go.

Cassie leans into Will. “Hey,” she whispers. “My mom’s flying out of Vegas tonight. She has some business-thing in New York City. Her meetings run through Thursday, but she can come get us on Friday. She’s going to fly into Pittsburgh and take a taxi here. Then she’ll drive us back to Vegas in my car.”

“Whoa, wait,” I chime in. Pointing to Will, I say, “Mom expects you home tomorrow, right? Friday is four days away. And counting the drive time back, you won’t get home till sometime next week.”

Will and Cassie exchange a look. These two, I think, shaking my head.

“Mom won’t care,” Will insists, looking nothing short of bothered by my commentary. “As long as she knows I’m definitely coming home. And if Mrs. Sutter is driving, Mom will like that even more. Cassie’s mom offers, like, parental supervision or some stupid shit that you know Mom will be all over.”

I shake my head, but I can’t really argue. With the car situation, Cassie’s mom’s plan does make more sense. Our mom will like that plan better too, for the exact reasons Will mentioned.

“Where are you supposed to stay, honey, if you’re not leaving until Friday?” I overhear Kay asking Cassie.

Shit, I hadn’t even considered that not-so-minor detail.

“Um, my mom said I can use my credit card to book us hotel rooms. She said to get two, but one should be enough. Will can just stay with me in my room.” Cassie slips a sly little smile to my brother, who actually has the balls to wink at her.

“Uh, I don’t think so,” I interrupt, quickly putting the kibosh on what would surely be a teenage sex-soaked few days.

Shit, you’d think these two would be sexed out. I’m sure they got it on all the time throughout their cross-country trip. But then I remember my brother is a Gartner, and well, that goes without saying…

Both kids give me a look like I’m the biggest buzzkill. Too f*cking bad. I accept that my brother and his girlfriend have sex, but that doesn’t mean I’m on board with the running-off-to-stay-in-a-hotel-alone scenario. Not when they can stay in my house, under my supervision. Will claims he and Cassie diligently use protection, but my brother has a tendency to twist the truth. And frankly I don’t care to become an uncle anytime soon. So, yeah…

Will groans, aggravated, but I am not budging on this one.

“You two can stay here.” I hand Will the phone again. “Call Mom and tell her what’s going on. Catch her before she books your flights to Vegas.”

My brother starts to grab the phone, but I hold it just out of his grasp.

“What now?” he huffs.

“Just…no funny stuff, okay?” My eyes meet his. “No rearranging the plan, Will. You’re staying here. I mean it. No hotel.” I don’t trust what my brother might tell our mom.

Will rolls his eyes and grabs again for the phone. I let him have it this time. He walks away, out of hearing range, just like his girlfriend did when she made her phone call. Again, I’m reminded that I really need to keep an eye on these two this week.

When I divert my attention away from my brother’s turned back, I hear Cassie asking Kay where she lives. Kay points to the small building across the driveway. “I live above the garage. There’s an apartment up there.”

Cassie makes a face, and Kay laughs. “Hey, it’s actually very nice.”

“Really?” Cassie’s expression conveys her doubt.

“Yes, really.”

Cassie ponders for a few seconds, then says to Kay, “Um, since it looks the hotel thing is a no-go, can I stay with you this week?”

Kay’s caramel-brown eyes slide to mine, her gaze questioning.

I nod an assent, and Kay says to Cassie, “Sure, you can stay with me.”

It’s actually ideal. There’s much less likelihood of my brother and his girlfriend trying to sneak off to hook up if he stays in the main house with me and Cassie is next door with Kay. Of course, that means I won’t be sleeping with Kay, like we do every f*cking night. It looks like this Gartner won’t be getting any sex, either. But, hey, I can deal.

I think.

Maybe Kay and I can find some alone-time once Will and Cassie drift off to sleep. I doubt I can make it four whole days without touching my girl. Now that it’s promising to be somewhat of a challenge, a slew of dirty thoughts begin to race through my mind, thoughts of how Kay and I just might be able to make a sneaking-around thing work to our advantage.

I like the possibilities. In fact, the thought of dirty, nasty sex that’s not supposed to be happening makes my cock twitch in my jeans. I try to think of something else, anything, but there’s no use. Consequently, my gaze is pretty much smoldering when Kay glances my way.