Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 84294 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84294 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
He glances up at me, his eyes sparkling, and I know he’s remembering the night I took it just as clearly as I am—the night we lost our virginity. “Got any sweatpants?” he asks, trying to keep us on track.
“Why? Afraid the whole campus is going to get a look at your dick?” I ask, smirking across at him with a raised brow. “There’s really nothing to worry about. The majority of girls around here have already seen it. They know what you’re packing.”
He gives me an unimpressed look, but I see a flicker of guilt behind his eyes. A look that I can only detect through years of knowing him.
With a sigh, I give in. “None that would fit you,” I grin, digging through my drawers to find my largest pair. He pulls them on, and I have to cover my mouth to avoid laughing too loud at the way they ride halfway up his calves, the waistband stretching so wide it looks as though it might tear in half. Hell, he better be careful. One small fart could have those bad boys disintegrating into ash at his feet.
Jax steps over to the window and opens it before turning back to me, a seriousness resting in his bright blue eyes. “We still have a lot to talk about,” he tells me, giving me a gentle kiss on the forehead before looking me straight in the eyes. “You know, they both loved you so much. They would be proud of you,” he adds, giving me a meaningful look.
“I know,” I whisper before he ducks out the window and over the back fence as a heaviness sinks into my gut, feeling as though I might never see him again. Though, I know eventually he’ll come searching for the answers he’s still desperate to get.
With a sigh, I grab a nice outfit, throw my hair up and get ready to face my brothers, humming to myself for the first time in three long years.
“Hey,” I snap as I walk up the hallway to see Brianna lounging comfortably in Carter’s lap, his hand resting dangerously close to her vag. I narrow my eyes at them before focusing on the other idiots in the room. “I thought you guys were coming at eight? The sun has hardly risen.”
“First of all, it’s nine,” Carter grunts, getting up before placing Brianna down gently on the couch and giving me a big hug. “And secondly, who the hell did you have in your bed this morning?” he adds, making Sean and Logan’s heads whip in my direction.
“Ahh . . . what?” I ask.
“I’ve been playing that game since before you could walk, Cass,” he explains. “Brianna was way too desperate to be the one who woke you.”
Shit.
At that, Logan and Sean get to their feet and come to stand before me with their arms crossed over their big chests and matching scowls across their stupid faces. “Chill out, idiots. Bri and I have been doing naked yoga each night before bed. It’s very relaxing and freeing. So, I’ve been sleeping nude if you really need to know. I bet you all would have loved walking in to see that, huh?”
Logan’s eyes widen in surprise as he looks from me to Brianna. “You guys are lesbians?” he asks in shock. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for it if you wanna bat for the other team, you know, pussy power and all that. I’m just a little surprised.”
“What?” Brianna laughs. “When she says naked yoga she actually means naked yoga. You know, yoga in the nude. It’s not a code word for kinky, lesbian sex,” she clarifies. “Though, I have to admit, if I was going to go lesbian, it would be with Cass. I mean, you’ve seen her rack, right?”
I can’t help but chuckle at the awkward discomfort across the boys’ faces. I’m pleased to see my lie has at least gotten Sean and Logan off my back. They both start making their way out the door, Sean demanding I hurry up and get my ass in the truck. They think way too highly of me, and it almost makes me feel bad. Almost.
“You may have those idiots fooled,” Carter whispers as we walk behind them, throwing his arm over my shoulder. “But I invented the naked yoga lie. I’ll figure out who was here, and when I do, there’ll be trouble.”
“Oh, please. By the time you figure it out, you would have forgotten what your goal was,” I scoff.
“Shut up and get in the truck,” he demands, opening the door and ushering me in. I giggle as I step past him but do as I’m told. No matter how outrageous and foul my big brothers can be, they will always treat a woman like a lady, just the way my father raised them to.