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Addilyn
Not fifteen minutes into our girls’ night watching Stolen and Gideon sauntered into our mini movie theatre, the usual energy of him in close proximity raising the hairs on my arms.
“Get out!” I snapped and shoved popcorn into my mouth, pulling my attention off him crossing the threshold back toward the massive flatscreen.
“He’s fine, Addy,” Jenny said. She patted her side of the sectional. “Come on over here, handsome.”
Growling beneath my breath, I scowled at my friend in the dim lighting—the mood we’d set with the overheads.
“Handsome, huh?” He flashed his damn dimples at my friend.
Smirking, she shrugged.
Enter that weird twisting again. Was it…jealousy?
Nope. No way.
Gideon plopped his gray sweats-covered ass down beside her, lounging back and showcasing the bulge he didn’t contain with underwear.
My core pulsed at the thought of easy access, and if Jenny’s side-eye glances were any indication, she thought of the exact same thing I did.
The feeling in my stomach grew.
Okay, so definitely jealousy. I didn’t like how he sat close to her, his thigh a breath away from hers. I also didn’t like how she shifted as though getting comfortable—brushing her leg against his and leaving it there.
His T-shirt went tight over his chest and shoulders as he stretched an arm across the back of the couch. Around her damn shoulders, even if he didn’t rest on them.
I imagined Jenny swooned, but I turned back to the screen, fighting off the ridiculous green-eyed monster and the images of what his body looked like beneath his sweats and shirt. How his muscles strained with every upward thrust of his hips, sliding his length through his fist. My panties.
“Stolen?” Gideon asked, bringing my wayward mind back to the theatre.
“Yep,” Jenny answered while I shifted to relieve the damp discomfort between my thighs.
“Isn’t this that movie about a kidnapping and the captor falling for the guy who stole her out of her damn bed?”
“Yep.” Jenny again.
Gideon chuckled, and I could feel his stare even though I refused to give him the time of day.
I shoved more popcorn into my mouth, staring hard at the images flashing over the screen.
“You two are seriously getting off on this shit, aren’t you?” he asked.
“Shut up!” I yelped around my mouthful of food, a few pieces spewing from my lips.
“It is hot,” Jenny admitted quietly.
“Pervs.” Gideon laughed. “I’ll bet you’ve been Googling the shit out of the stuff your mommies have been keeping you away from all these years on Addilyn’s new cell.”
Neither of us said a word, and heat flooded my face.
“Yeah, that’s what I thought.” His tone suggested arrogance. “So do you finger each other once you’re all hot and bothered or take care of yourselves?”
“Sick bastard,” I muttered, wishing Mother had heard him say such a thing. But yeah, he got it right on the last part, and the realization he wondered over me touching myself made my core pulse.
“I like guys, thank you very much.” Jenny backhanded him in the arm.
