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Hollis’s eyes flare as he glances toward the noise. He’s about to speak when another longer, louder moan interrupts. He clamps his mouth shut and waits until it’s over before he says, “Tristan’s here.”
“Yup.”
“Why don’t they go to Tristan’s?”
“To be fair, I went out for pancakes, and Tristan knows we do this, so he probably thought it was safe.” Based on the sounds, they’re getting close to the end. Of round one. Most of the time they do go to Tristan’s, but occasionally I’ve come home in the middle of one of their exceptional fuckfests. “The walls are thinner than they realize.” And they have phone sex every night when they have away games. I haven’t told her how thin the walls are because I really don’t want to make her feel bad. Usually, I just go up to see the kitties or clean my dad’s place until they’re done.
Hollis’s eyes go to the ceiling. “Well, shit.” He shakes his head and licks his lips. “Use my place if you need it.”
“Seriously?” This is a twist I didn’t expect.
He holds up a hand and eyes me from the side. “I don’t want to know about it or see evidence of it.”
My lady parts clench. “Yes, sir.”
His eyes narrow. “And only the spare bedroom.”
“Yeah, ’cause I guess a video of me touching myself is probably pretty conflicting,” I mutter.
He purses his plush lips.
I cringe. “Sorry. Let’s forget I said that. Do you want the towel back?”
“No. You keep that.”
“Okay. Cool. Thanks. I’m sorry we had to have this super-awkward conversation.”
“Never speak of it again.”
“Sounds good.” I don’t know what to do with my hands, so I clasp them, then drop them at my sides.
“I’m gonna go,” Hollis announces.
“Okay.” I follow him to the door. “We’re okay, right?” I bite the inside of my cheek.
His face softens. “Yeah. Of course, Princess.”
“I need to hydrate before you turn me into a sex pretzel again!” Rix rounds the corner and comes to an abrupt halt. Tristan almost knocks her over.
“Oh, hey, Hollis. Hammer.” Tristan’s gaze flits between us.
“Tristan.” Hollis salutes him and Rix and disappears into the hall.
Rix’s eyes are wide. She turns to Tristan, who is currently wearing only a pair of black boxer briefs. “You need to get dressed and go home.”
He gives her a disbelieving look. “But I just got here. We have five days to make up for. I’ve missed you.”
“Hammer and I have something we need to deal with.”
He stands there, looking unimpressed.
“If you go now, that thing we did two weeks ago is on the table later.”
He turns around and disappears down the hall.
“So predictable.” She waits until her bedroom door closes. “What just happened? Do I need to call a girls’ summit?”
“Probably.” I rub my temples. “That was so freaking awkward.”
