Smoke and Wishes (Best Wishes #1)(42)

“I’ll be alright, I’ll stay close to my friends and if he or one of his friends give me any issues, I’ll let you know,” He made a sound of agreement before dismissing me from the rest of my shift to get some rest with assurances that he would handle Justin. I grabbed my bag from behind the checkout counter avoiding the curious gazes following me. Apparently, security guards running down the aisles and administration showing up in a thunderclap draws attention, who knew. Ugh, just brush it off. Wanting to just relax after the shitty last few hours I texted the twins about coming over earlier than planned before our movie night at Hudson’s.

Lucie: “hey guys, I’m off work early. Can I come over?”

Landon: “what happened?”

Logan: “is everything alright?”

Lucie: “just that asshole Justin from after orientation causing trouble. I’m fine, just a long day. So coming over?”

Landon: “you know you’re always welcome lemon drop.”

Logan: “what he said love, see you soon.” With that, I turned down the walkway straight for their dorm room, pushing everything that had happened from my mind.





13





September 7th

Friday Late Afternoon

Lucienne





Making my way across the fairly busy quad to the South Wing building, I typed in the dorm’s access code. The twins’ unique scent of bonfire smoke welcomed me when I entered their room. Taking a deep breath, I tossed my bag on the floor near the door and removed my boots.

“Hey, love,” Logan’s husky voice filled my ear as he wrapped his arms around my shoulders pulling me against his solid chest. Warm lips pressed against my hair as Landon slipped in front of me taking my hands in his. He leaned in, giving me a kiss on my cheek.

“Lemon drop, what happened? We know you said you were fine, but Justin is a prick. You had us worried,” he whispered against my cheek.

“I’m sorry, guys. My shift was shitty, and I was just in a hurry to get here. Everything is being taken care of, nothing to stress over,” I reassured them, detangling myself from their arms before I flopped face first onto the loveseat like a little kid, careful enough not to jostle my almost healed ribs.

“As long as you’re alright, love. Are you sure you want to watch movies tonight? We can just stay here and nap. You can share one of our beds,” I grunted and shifted my face out of the couch so I could look over at them. Their black eyes sparkled at the mention of sharing a bed.

“No, I really am excited for movie night, but I missed you guys. We haven’t really had the time to just hang out,” I smiled at them and pushed up to sitting. They both rushed me and smashed me into their usual twin sandwich. Mmm twin sandwich. Heat seared through me at the thought of us in a similar position with much less clothing. Knock it off, you’re just friends.

I tried to push the images of their muscled bodies pressed against me out of my head, but it really was no use. I felt my panties flood just from their proximity, their smoky sugar and spice scent made my head spin. Fuck me. I adjusted, trying to pull myself away from them, and into a less compromising position.

“So what do you guys want to do for the next hour?” I attempted to distract myself with focusing on something else that wasn’t their sexiness.

“Let’s just put something on and relax,” Logan suggested, grabbing the remote. We settled on Lost in Space on Netflix, but try as I might, my brain continued to run in circles over the day’s events instead of paying attention to the show. I found myself shifting every few minutes, my skin tingling with the urge to do something. After the fifth time I shifted, Logan reached down and took off my sock, situating my feet into his lap. I felt my brows dip as I watching him.

“What are you doing?” I finally asked when it was apparent he wouldn’t tell me without prompting.

“We promised you a foot rub,” Logan responded, his strong thumbs rubbing small relaxing circles into my sore feet. “You’ve had a bad day.” He shrugged as if it was perfectly normal. Landon adjusted me to be leaning against his chest, his arm around my shoulders as Logan’s massage made its way up to my tense calves. A small moan escaped my lips at the delicious pressure he used.

“Does that feel good?” Landon trailed a finger down my neck. I nodded against him, “I noticed you couldn’t settle, what’s on your mind?”

“My brain won’t calm down, just keeps running through everything the last few days,” my eyes drifting shut as another moan left my lips, Logan’s massage had crept towards my thighs.

“Well, I know something we could do to help take your mind off everything, if you wanted to,” Landon’s voice was heated and low, his lips barely brushing the curve of my ear. Desire curled through my body at his suggestion, my eyes fluttered open to see Logan had positioned himself to lean over me. His hands resting at the tops of my thighs, thumbs trailing a gentle pattern on the inner seam of my jeans. The heat in his gaze reflected that of Landon's voice.

“Wouldn’t that make things awkward? I mean, I’m not against the idea… not that I’ve thought about it or anything… I just,” I deflated as my attempt to explain what was bothering me came out all wrong. “You’re brothers,” I stage whispered. They both laughed, throaty and deep, the sound going straight to my already wet pussy.