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“I’ll try.” I shot back, my voice dripping with sarcasm.
Click.
I woke up to the sound of chatter filtering in through my window. Turning to my side, I squinted at the sunlight streaming in.
The light painted a warm, rectangular patch on my wooden floor, the heat causing small, circular waves to ripple across the surface.
Reaching for my phone. I checked the time: 2:37 pm. The white digits stood out against the background picture of me, Hannah, and
Andy.
I clicked into Facebook, catching up on the world’s happenings and the latest relationship statuses. It’s a sad reality that I get my news from the same app that tells me who’s dating who.
Then it hit me-I hadn’t updated my profile picture! I scrolled through my photos, selecting the ones we took at that party.
Swipe, swipe, swipe. Nope, nope, hell no, ehhh don’t think so, oh n… oh hang on… maybe? Wait! This is the one!
After adding a filter to make my dress pop and my face stand out. I uploaded the picture. Done! Perfect!
Throwing off my covers, I heard the faint hum of the TV outside my door. I opened it to find Andy, who immediately dropped the remote and rushed over to me.
“Finally! I thought I was going to have to wake you myself! I missed you!”
She threw her arms around me, and I reciprocated the hug. Just then, the bathroom door opened, and out walked Wes, clad only in a towel, his wet hair and chiseled abs on full display.
“What’s going on?” he asked, a hint of caution in his voice. Andy shot him a cheeky grin before turning to me and planting a kiss on my lips. My first girl-on-girl kiss.
I felt her smile against my lips, and I couldn’t help but smile back as she whispered, “Play along.” against my lips. I had no idea what to do.
She cupped my face with one hand, the other playfully grabbing my butt. I squealed a little, causing her to laugh.
I started to kiss her back, returning the playful butt grab. We pulled apart, both of us turning to look at Wes, who stood there, mouth agape.
“Fuck me, that was hot! Do it again.”
Andy sauntered back to the sofa, leaving me standing there, trying to process what had just happened. Wes seemed to be in the same boat.
“Geez, Andy, I knew you missed me, but I didn’t realize how much.” I teased.
“Yeah, girl, I missed you so much! You wanna sleep in my bed tonight?” She shot a teasing glance at Wes, and I couldn’t help but laugh as I joined her on the sofa.
Wes sauntered over, plopping down between us and draping an arm around each of our shoulders.
“You ladies do other things together that I can join in on?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. Andy leaned into his ear, and I followed suit, resting my hand on his thigh.
“Yeah, actually, we do, Wes. We like to… clean each other’s… clothes.”
“And do… the dishes,” I added, giving his thigh a squeeze.
“And help wash each other’s… bedroom floors.”
He groaned in frustration. “You know that’s not funny or cool!” he turned to me, scowling. “You’re getting none of these lips anymore.”
“Fine.” I retorted, standing up and heading back to my room. But before I could close the door, a tanned arm stopped it. Wes sauntered into my room, a cheeky grin on his face.
“I take that back. You can have as many of these lips as you want,” he said, puckering his lips in a clear invitation.
I was tempted, but I decided to stand my ground. “No, no, you said I’m not allowed, so I’m going to respect your wishes,” I said, turning away to hide my laughter.
“Fuck my wishes! Come here!” He lunged at me, lifting me up and tickling me. He threw me onto my bed, continuing his tickle attack until my foot accidentally caught his towel and yanked it off.
“You could’ve just said you wanted me, Alex. I wouldn’t object,” he smirked. I gasped, throwing my hands over my eyes.
“Oh my god, Wes! Put the towel back on!” I demanded, while he just laughed, trying to pry my hands away from my face. I kept my eyes shut tight.
“Ok, ok, it’s on.”
I opened my eyes. “Wes! You asshole! Go and get changed or put it back on!” It was NOT back on! But Jesus! I wouldn’t mind some of-ALEX! Jesus, brother’s best friend!
“I’m not going anywhere until I get my kisses.”
“You’re so needy!”
“I need your kisses.”
“Ok, what’s with you boys needing my kisses?” Shit! That was supposed to stay in my head.
“What?”
“What?” I echoed.
“Who else is after your kisses, Alex?” His tone was a blend of curiosity and seriousness. Oh, Alex, you’ve really done it this time!
After a few moments of silence, I could hear his annoyance in the huff that escaped his lips.
“Knox? But he was just joking around. I know him well enough to know that. And it wasn’t even a real kiss. It was just an xx in a text message.” I kept my eyes shut as I spoke, but it was the truth. I didn’t see it as a big deal.
“Look at me, Alex,” he commanded softly. I opened my eyes to find him gazing down at me.
“Kiss me.” I just stared at him, a smirk slowly spreading across my face. Was he jealous?
“You’re not jealous, are you, Wes?” Before I could finish my sentence, he pressed his lips onto min?, kissing me with a fervor that left no room for doubt. I guess that’s a yes. My hands found their way into his hair, eliciting a moan from him.
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