#Rev (GearShark #2)(70)

Ivy was inviting Arrow to sit with her at the game and asking him about his style. “You remind me of someone…” she was saying.

“Kid looks just like the Biebs,” Braeden announced.

I laughed, and Arrow blushed.

Nova kissed Drew, and it stole my attention. Then she leaned toward me, so I bent and she kissed me, too. Then, to everyone’s surprise, she put her hand on my cheek and tried to push it toward Drew.

“Uhhh…”

“She wants you to kiss,” Ivy explained. “That’s her new thing. Kisses.”

Drew and I looked at each other. Yeah, everyone knew about us, but we never kissed in front of anyone before.

Ever.

Nova made an impatient sound and patted my cheek.

I glanced around the room, not sure what to do.

Braeden made a rude sound. “You telling my daughter no?”

Drew rolled his eyes.

My eyes asked him a question.

He nodded.

I leaned forward and pressed our lips together. It was meant to be a quick peck, but the second we touched, I got a little lost. My lips clung to his a little longer than necessary, but it couldn’t be helped.

When I pulled back, Nova clapped between us, but all I could look at was Drew. No one else seemed to give a rat’s ass I just kissed another dude in the kitchen, but I sure as hell cared.

I loved kissing him.

“What’s going on in here?” Rimmel said, entering the kitchen with Romeo right behind her.

“Oh, nothing. Just Trent and Drew making out,” Braeden announced. “Oh, and Justin Bieber is here.”

“I’m changing my hair,” Arrow muttered, which launched Ivy into a full-on lecture about the latest hair trends for men.

Basically, it was a typical morning at home. Everyone talked over each other, we were loud, and Braeden was rude. After a few minutes, Arrow seemed to relax and fit right in. He was still a little quiet, but he was obviously still trying to check everyone out.

After we devoured most of the box of donuts Drew brought home, we snuck up to his room for the only few minutes of alone time we’d probably get all day.

“I should have texted,” Drew said the second we were alone.

“Yeah,” I said and then attacked his mouth. That short kiss we shared before was a teaser, something that left me wanting more.

He opened for me instantly, and our tongues slipped against each other’s while our lips moved in sync. I reached around and grabbed his ass, wishing there was a lot less clothing between us. He must have felt the same, because he was pulling at my shirt.

I let it go and slid it off and tossed it on the bed. “We don’t have time for this.” I reminded him.

“I know,” he said even as he ran his palms over my chest and down my abs.

I kissed him again. Hard and deep. He groaned into my mouth, and I swallowed the sound.

Grudgingly, I pulled back and licked at my lips so I could get every last taste of him inside me. “Arrow, huh?”

“I like him.”

I nodded. “Me, too.”

He started pulling off his clothes and rummaging around in his drawers for fresh ones. I watched, admiring the strong lines of his body and remembering the way his skin felt beneath my fingertips.

I wanted to touch him. I thought about it over and over, but I didn’t. This time if I did, I wouldn’t be able to stop. I’d want to take him completely, and he was loud when I had sex with him.

Kissing in front of the fam was one thing; letting them hear him moan my name was another.

“Stop it,” he said, turning toward me.

“What?”

“Thinking about being inside me. You’re making me crazy.”

“I can’t help it. I want more.”

“Me, too.” His voice dropped.

It still kind of amazed me that he felt the same way I did, that his body responded to my touch like mine did his. What were the odds really? What were the odds I’d meet someone who not only was a friend, but then had the capacity and the open heart to become my everything else?

Without thinking, I crossed the room and snatched him to me. Our bodies pressed tight, and I knew he could feel my erection between us. I smiled against his head because I could feel his, too.

“Later.” I promised myself out loud.

“Tonight?” Drew lifted his head.

I kissed him again even though I wasn’t supposed to.

I mean, really, our entire relationship was a giant “wasn’t supposed to.” We did it anyway, and it was the best decision I ever made.

“Tonight.” I promised and then let him go.

“I’m gonna jump in the shower. I’ll be down in a minute.”

I nodded. “I still haven’t told you what happened this morning at the frat.”

He turned from the door, grinning. “Oh, I know what happened.”

My eyes narrowed. “You heard all the shouting?”

“That, too.”

Realization dawned. Holy shit balls. Drew totally set Con up. Mr. Computer Savvy himself.

“How the hell did you pull that off, and how did you put the five hundred in his bank account?”

Drew sniffed and looked smug. It was sexy. “Don’t ever piss off a hacker,” he said. “And especially don’t go after the person a hacker is in love with.”