Total pages in book: 120
Estimated words: 116254 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 581(@200wpm)___ 465(@250wpm)___ 388(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 116254 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 581(@200wpm)___ 465(@250wpm)___ 388(@300wpm)
More thunder boomed.
She glanced at the sky. “It’s gonna rain.”
“Looks that way.” Breck turned away to peer through one of the windows. Not because he cared what people were doing inside, but to strategically disentangle her fingers from the crook of his arm.
She dropped her hand and gazed up at him intently. Licked her lips. Then cast an inviting smile. “Anything else you need good luck for?”
Breck glanced down at her, a grin tugging at his mouth. If she thought she was getting a kiss from him, she was utterly delusional. “Nope.” He pocketed his hands. “Should be good for the night.”
She laughed and sidled closer. “Oh, but didn’t I tell you? The power of my kisses only last for a couple of minutes.” She peered up at him through her long, black lashes, and again, her small, chilly hand settled onto his arm.
Like before, his kneejerk reaction was to move away.
He’d already used that tactic though, so he focused on evasion. “Well then, I’ll be sure to have someone fetch you when we start another round.”
She cocked a brow, not seeming to like that. Pursing her lips, she dropped her hand again and stared into the night. “So, why’re you out here?”
“Needed some air…” He glanced in the direction of Kai’s dojang. “…and a couple minutes alone.”
Take the hint. Please, take the hint.
Jade stilled, then quickly shuttered her frown. “My bad,” she laughed tightly, turning for the door. “I’ll catch you inside.”
Thank you, Universe.
Breck nodded. “Sounds good.”
Her lips quirked into a smirk. “Don’t forget to fetch me.”
“I won’t.” Which was true. He wouldn’t forget. He’d intentionally refrain. Jade was as attractive as they came, he just wasn’t in that place.
The door shut behind her as the first raindrops fell, a thunderclap rending the night sky from the west. Breck frowned, peering once more toward Kai’s place. This anxiety he was feeling just wasn’t going away. He needed to see him. To talk to him. To feel his presence. The soothing balm of his body heat.
The rain picked up, pinging off the stoop’s small covering. Intensifying, like his restlessness to see Kai.
Fuck it. He was going over there.
One way or another, he’d find out tonight where he stood.
Heart thumping, he squared his shoulders—then frowned at the rain. Were he to walk, he’d be completely drenched by the time he arrived.
He scanned the street in both directions, the light of the streetlamps reflecting off the asphalt. In the distance, cars trundled through intersections, few and far between. He could drive, wasn’t as drunk as he typically got. And Kai’s pad was only a few blocks away. If things went well, he wouldn’t be driving again until tomorrow morning anyway.
Anticipation thrummed, lighting him up. He just needed his keys and then to sneak away undetected. Pivoting around, he slipped inside and quickly scaled the stairs, taking three at a time as indie rap reverberated off the walls.
Is this late-night visit a bad idea?
Only one fucking way to find out.
He reached the room he shared with Jegs and Charlie. Grabbing the doorknob, he gave a twist, but the thing was locked. One of his roomies was clearly getting lucky. Yet, to Breck’s good fortune, though the door was locked, it’d never been fully latched. Evidently, his drunk ass homie failed to shut it completely.
Smirking, he shook his head. Jade’s magic must still be working. He’d just slip inside and keep his eyes averted. The bunk bed’s location would ensure he’d never be seen. Whomever was on it would be facing the other way. They’d never know that he was there. In and out. No harm, no foul. Besides, it wasn’t like he’d never been walked in on before. In a frat house as active as this one, it happened all the time.
Easing inside, he held his hand up like a blinder, then quietly settled the door back against the jamb. Light was minimal. Just one bedside table lamp. And then came the sound of Jegs and Charlie’s bunk bed thumping against the wall. Connecting again and again to the music coming from somebody’s iPhone. Moans and gasps hit his eardrums next. A girl’s pants, a dude’s deep groans. Breck didn’t recognize his timbre, but whatever. It wasn’t like he’d committed to memory the noises his buddies made while they were getting laid.
Rain pattered on the window as he slinked along the wall, eyes locked on his dresser—
“Fuck, yeah— So good—” the girl panted. “But— ungh— where’s Jegs? I thought he wanted me to— ungh— suck his cock.”
“Oh, he’s here, babe,” some guy grunted. His voice sounded tight. “Just watching us fuck— all jerkin’ his cock— getting it ready for your mouth.”
Breck tensed at the implications of his words. One, Jegs was having another threesome. And two, he wasn’t participating at the moment. Meaning, Jegs was only partially preoccupied. Which in turn meant, he’d most likely spotted Breck as he’d crept into the room. Knowing him, his smug ass was just waiting for Breck to look their way. After all, Jegs had seemed pretty proud of his previous threesome. Breck could see him now, all boastfully beaming as he held back a laugh.