Quarterback Sneak (Red Zone Rivals #3)(58)

Holden: Fuck.

I smiled in victory, already putting my clothes back on. I washed my hands just in case the girls were listening — though I doubted they were. Then, I texted him again.

Me: Wait up for me.

My phone didn’t buzz again until I was back seated at the table, and now Mary had her ass out, showing an impressive floral tattoo that spanned her hip and outer upper thigh. I smiled, sipping from my wine before grabbing my phone and sliding my thumb to unlock it.

Holden: Oh, I’ll wait UP for sure…

I frowned, but then a picture came through.

My heart jolted, a pang of something delicious and electric flowing through me at the sight.

It was Holden, completely naked, in his bed, with his thick, hard cock in his hand.

“Fuck…” I said under my breath, tapping on the picture to make it larger. He’d taken the photo from a downward angle, like he’d held the camera between his thighs for the shot. He was half-propped up against his headboard, his cock in his hand, and the view showed me his tight balls, his veiny shaft, the thick base of him wrapped in his fist, and that perfect mushroom tip above his fingers.

Behind his show-stealing cock was Holden’s glorious abs.

And a panty-melting grin.

“What are you so distracted by?” Mary asked, and before I could answer, before I could turn my screen black or shrug her off or do anything, she reached over the table and snatched my phone right out of my hand.

“Mary, don’t!”

But it was too late.

Her jaw hit the floor, eyes bulging out of her head. “Oh. My. Cock.”

“What?!” Riley and Giana said at the same time, and then they were crowding over her while I sank into my seat and covered my face with my hands.

Shrieks filled the house.

“Oh, my God. Is that a…?” Giana started.

“A near-perfect specimen holding his gigantic wang?” Mary finished for her on a laugh. “Sure is!”

“Give it back,” I hissed, uncovering my face and reaching across the table. But Mary angled herself away, standing as the girls followed behind her.

Riley pulled the phone from Mary’s hand and looked closer.

Then her face went white.

“Wait… is that…”

Giana paled next. “Holy shit. That’s Holden.”

All their eyes widened as they pinned me, and I didn’t know what to do, what to say.

So, I didn’t say or do anything at all.

And it was confirmation enough.

Riley squealed at the same time Giana yanked her hands away from the phone like it was on fire. She shoved the heels of her palms into her eyes. “I’ll never unsee that!” she screamed.

“I never want to unsee that,” Mary said on a laugh, staring a little longer before finally handing me my phone back. I immediately locked it and shoved it in my pocket.

“Um…” Riley folded her arms, popping a hip as she stared at me. “I need details. Now.”

“Same,” Giana said, plopping down into her seat and moving it closer to mine. “You and… Holden?!”

I cringed, groaning as I dropped my head to the table.

“I called this shit,” Mary said, unbothered as she topped off all our glasses of wine. “Just saying.”

“Yeah, well, seeing his cock was your prize. You’re welcome.”

She smiled victoriously before leaning back in her seat, and then all their eyes were on me, waiting.

“Well?!” Giana probed.

I sighed. “There’s nothing to tell. We’re just… friends.” I chewed the inside of my cheek. “Friends who fuck.”

Riley blinked. Mary snorted. And Giana groaned.

“Oh, no. No, no, no. Didn’t you learn anything from the books I gave you? Have you never watched a single romantic comedy in your life? That never works out well.”

I sat up. “Yeah, well, it’s working fine for us.”

“But what if one of you develops more feelings?”

“We won’t,” I said, shifting in my seat. “We can’t.”

“Why not?” Riley asked.

“Have you forgotten who her dad is?” Mary held up her glass toward Riley before taking a sip, and her words silenced everyone as their eyes floated to me once again.

“Shit,” Riley said.

I shrugged. “It’s fine. Really. You guys are making a big deal out of nothing. Holden and I are very aware of what we’re doing. We… use each other,” I said, shifting. “To blow off steam. That’s it. No one knows.” I gave them all looks then. “And we need to keep it that way.”

Giana pretended to zip her lips closed. “I won’t say a word.”

I nodded. “Thank you.”

“But,” she continued, cringing. “I just… I have to know. Do you… do you like him?”

“Yes,” Mary said at the same time I said, “No.”

I glared at her.

“Like I said, we’re friends. And he’s a great lay.”

Every single one of their faces had this is a disaster waiting to happen written all over them.

I rolled my eyes and waved them off, standing. “There’s nothing else to say, so just drop it. And I mean it,” I added, pointing a finger at each of them. “Not a word. Not to anyone — not each other, not me, and especially not your boyfriends.”