why would I be jealous of your lack of taste?”
“Ooh, them’s fightin’ words, Campbell.”
“Well…I mean…Jeanene did get kicked out of high school and had her daddy buy her way back in.”
“She was suspended.”
I snorted. “Sure, that was the line they were feeding everyone, but we all know she got booted out. It must be nice to have rich parents to throw money at your problems.” I looked down at Griffin. “You realize she probably asked you because none of the seniors or juniors would go with her.”
He shrugged. “I didn’t care back then. She gave me head behind the bleachers on the football field. That’s all that mattered to me.”
“You’re gross.” I quickly turned the last two pages and lifted my arm to nudge Griffin off me. “That’s it.”
I would like to think I was pushing him away because we were done with the album, but I was irritated with myself for being bothered by Griffin getting a blow job from Jeanene Hanson all those years ago.
I leaned over and slid the picture album back in its place on my nightstand. “Should we look at more?” I asked in an attempt to get in a better mood.
Griffin wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me back toward him. “How about you just lie here with me?”
I wanted to refuse because I was annoyed with him, but he was solid and warm, and he smelled good. “Okay. Ten minutes.”
“Ten minutes,” he agreed, and his breathing soon evened out.
I closed my eyes and started counting to thirty as I slowed my breathing and cleared my thoughts.
I didn’t even remember making it to twenty.
Fourteen
Griffin
I opened my eyes to unfamiliar surroundings. It took my vision a second to adjust to see that I was in Madeline’s old room in her parents’ house. She was snuggled up against me with her breath tickling my neck, and the lamp beside the bed was off.
Either she had turned it off or someone else had come in here and done it.
I looked at my watch. It was only a little after eight, and I had been sleeping less than an hour.
I gently shook Madeline. “Mads.”
She threw a leg over me, and I smiled.
I shook her again. “Mads. It’s time to get up.”
She groaned and rolled onto her back. “What time is it?”
“Eight.”
“That’s it?”
“I know. It feels like midnight now that the sun goes down so early.”
She got onto her elbows. “I can’t believe I fell asleep.”
“Why? I’m cuddly like a bunny.”
She snorted at my reference to her high school pajamas. “You’re cuddly like a rock,” she said as she sat up and swung her legs to the floor.
“Like a rock?”
“All your muscles, they’re hard.”
I scoffed. I wasn’t that muscular. Sure, I worked out, but I wasn’t going to win any bodybuilding contests. Not that I wanted to. Sometimes, less was more.
“Yeah, well, you didn’t seem to mind on Friday. What did you say to me again?” I paused for dramatic effect and snapped my fingers. “That’s right. You told me you wanted to lick me all over.”
Madeline jumped up from the bed and peeked over her shoulder at me. “It’s not the same thing.”
I sat up and tried to look at her face, but it was too dark. The only light coming into the room was from the stairs.
“Are you embarrassed?”
“No,” she said too quickly as she yanked on the hem of her shirt.
I threw my head back and laughed. “You totally are.”
I snagged her hand and pulled her back down to the bed. She yelped as she fell into my arms.
I ran my nose along her jaw. “It’s okay to think I’m sexy, Mads. Most women do.”
She slapped her hands down on my shoulders. “That’s what you think.”
“Hmm,” I murmured and trailed my mouth down to the spot between her shoulder and her neck.
I brushed my lips over her skin, and she drew in a breath.
I licked her once and then quickly sucked on her there.
God, she tastes good.
Friday night memories came to the forefront of my brain, and I began to grow hard against her leg.
But if she knew I was turned on, it would defeat the purpose of my little move.
Madeline dug her nails into my shoulders, and I lifted my head.
“See? Women want me.” I slapped her ass and jumped off the bed. Discreetly, I adjusted my dick in my jeans.
“You’re the worst,” she said and rolled off the bed.
Sighing dramatically, I put my hands on my hips. “Again, you told me I