Getting Schooled (The Wright Brothers #1)(43)


I pushed out a heavy sigh, and let my head roll back. “Oh my God, come on. What do you think is going to happen?”

“I don’t think anything is going to happen, because you’re going to get up and lock this door behind me. I know you think your nice neighborhood is safe, but crazy folks are everywhere.”

I pouted for a few more moments, but he’d already sufficiently ruined my sleep. I climbed out of the bed, still nude from the night before, and Jason groaned when I bent to snag a t-shirt from my drawer.

“Stop making it hard for me to get out of here this morning, princess.”

I shot him a grin as I tugged the shirt over my head, leaving it hiked around my waist as I bent to get a pair of shorts. “Who said you had to?”

“Promise I made my brother,” he sighed, his eyes glued to the bare juncture of my thighs as I shimmied into my shorts. “Told him I’d watch Bri again this morning. He’s on a deadline, trying to get his book finished. I’m already gonna be cutting it close on the time.”

I poked out my bottom lip, then turned to pad out of the room. “Too bad. No pussy for you this morning.”

“You gave it all to me last night anyway,” he shot back, following me out of the room. I grinned as he caught me around the waist, pressing a kiss to my cheek before he passed me on the way to the front door. When I made it there, he put his arm around my neck, pulling me in to kiss my forehead. “I’ll see you later, aiight?”

What time?

Where?

What day?

What should I wear?

“Okay.”

He pressed a close-mouthed kiss to my lips, and then he was gone, and I drew the deadbolt behind him. I let out a little sigh once I was alone again. I still felt great, but Jason had a certain energy about him and now that it was gone, the house felt empty.

I shook my head.

Already in too damned deep, Reesie.

But it was his fault, for being all smart and fine and easy to talk to. How could I not feel drawn to that? The only thing I could do now was try not to drown in it.

I was heading into the kitchen to see what I could figure out for breakfast when my doorbell rang. I turned on my heels and walked back, unlocking and pulling open the door.

“Um, excuse the hell out of me – was that the fine ass army vet I just passed coming out of your driveway?” Devyn didn’t wait to be invited in-she brushed past me, stepping into the foyer to take off her coat. “Well, answer me girl!”

“Yes,” I laughed. “That was Jason.”

“Really?! Ayyyee!” She slapped her hands together, doing a little hip roll in front of me. “I knew you loved me Reesie!”

She kept dancing, and I laughed as she grabbed my hands, making me join in. “What are you talking about Dev?”

“I asked you to get that dick again and you did. Cause you love me.”

I giggled as I pulled my hands from hers to lock the door, then grabbed her again to pull her into the kitchen with me. “I do love you, but that’s not why I slept with him again, sorry.”

“What better reason could you possibly have? I mean you swore you didn’t like him, you two didn’t get along—”

“I was wrong.” I shrugged, then let out a sigh as I sank onto one of the bar stools.

Devyn raised an eyebrow. “Ya think? You were crushing on him before you knew him. Then you found out he looks like he does. And you found out that he can handle going full force, toe to toe with you. And the sex was amazing. And you’ve been talking about him for months. How could you not like him?”

“Exactly,” I said, pushing my braids out of my face. “But the thing is, he’s leaving when he finishes school. Might be leaving when he finishes school. And that’s—”

“Tough.” Devyn sat down at the counter beside me, and squeezed my hand. “You like him enough to see what happens?”

I nodded. “Yeah. That’s what we agreed to do.”

“Good,” Devyn smiled. “I think that’s a good decision. You wouldn’t even be thinking about whether or not you’d still have a relationship a year from now if you didn’t know his staying was in question. But really, any guy could pack up and move away for his job, family, whatever. So just think about it like any other budding relationship. Stop freaking out. We’re still in our twenties. From everything you’ve told me, I think Jason is really good for you. A nice balance. Maybe the best guy you’ve chosen in years.”

I lifted an eyebrow. “Maybe?”

“I’m holding back on making a definitive statement until I meet him for myself. And I expect that to happen sooner than later… right?”

“Right,” I laughed. “What are you even doing here so early anyway? What time is your test?”

She let out a loud groan. “My test is at one, and I’m here because you wanted to take your braids down, remember? I cannot study any more, so I’m here to help myself by helping you. Netflix and a braid takedown until I have to go.”’

“Sounds good to me. But, I need to go take a shower, brush my teeth, all of that first.”

Devyn wrinkled her nose at me. “Ew. Go ahead, wash your little pum-pum. I’ll go grab us some breakfast and come back.”

I perked up at the thought of breakfast. “Ooh, where are you going?”

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