Page 28 of Rowdy Boy

“Honestly, bro? I’m feeling a little too wound up to just chill in the hot tub and watch you lovebirds go at it.”

Tori’s eyes light up for a split-second before she cranes her neck back to look up at Rhett. I watch them have a silent conversation that drags on for several seconds as a pang of anxiety twists in my gut.

“V…” he warns.

Tori slips off his lap and reaches past him for a Gatorade bottle. It’s undoubtedly filled with something they snuck from the Wheelers’ well-stocked bar. She takes a little sip and swallows before locking me in her gaze.

She has these gorgeous green eyes that seize me with their brilliance. She’s always been able to see through my armor. Rhett may be my oldest friend, but she’s the one I’m closest to since I transferred to Hampton High a year ago.

“You’re all wound up tonight.” Her voice is soft but no longer laced with pity. There’s a flirtatious tone that has me squirming where I sit.

“Yeah. But like I said… I don’t want to talk about it,” I snap out, harsher than intended.

“But I bet youdowant to blow off some steam.”

I can’t tell if she’s flirting with me, trying to distract me, or just trying to push Rhett’s buttons. She smirks, and I realize maybe it’s all three. “You could watch us.”

My head jerks at her words, my eyes instantly landing on my best friend. I’m too scared to ask for clarification… I don’t want Rhett to flip out.

To my shock, he looks mildly annoyed but mostly amused. I track his movement as he reaches out to trace the bikini string along his girl’s collarbone before snapping it against her wet skin.

“You’re trouble,” he whispers.

“I’m just trying to help.” All feigned innocence.

Rhett rolls his eyes, cups the side of her face to tilt her chin, then kisses her deeply. He pulls away a few seconds later, then murmurs “fine.”

Was that… permission?

Tori’s pupils blow out as she looks up at her boyfriend, then back over to me. I try to steady my heart rate as I search for any signs of unease on either of their faces. She’s visibly excited. But my fucker of a best friend won’t even look at me so I can see where his head’s really at. He only has eyes for her.

He finally turns in my direction. The hot tub feels about twenty degrees hotter now. My breathing sounds obnoxiously loud to my own ears. They’re both staring at me—holding me in a trance—keeping me rooted on the bumpy underwater bench. This isn’t something I’d ever thought about until this moment… but it’s wickedly tempting now that I know it’s a possibility.

Rhett keeps his eyes on me as he bows his head and whispers in her ear, loud enough for me to hear: “You want to let him watch us, beautiful?”

Tori bites down on her lower lip and nods so fast I almost laugh. I like that she’s into this. I’m starting to let myself feel just as eager. She’s been Rhett’s girl forever—always has been, always will be—but I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that she’s hot. Tonight she’s wearing this baby blue bikini that’s almost see-through now that it’s soaking wet. Her blond hair’s all tied up on the top of her head in a messy, sexy poof, and I can clearly see a hickey blossoming on her throat where Rhett must have marked her before I arrived.

“And you’re not just doing this for Jake?” he confirms, louder this time, as he runs his tongue up her neck before latching on to the skin right under her ear. She makes this breathy whimper that has me spreading my legs wider.

“I want this,” she pants, doing something underwater I can’t exactly see but can imagine based on the way Rhett’s eyes almost roll to the back of his head. His hands explore her body with a steady familiarity, grazing over her shoulders, past her chest, onto those perfect, perky tits I can see clearly through her bathing suit. She mewls when he pinches her nipples through the fabric, then she cries out when he pinches her harder. He sits up straight and braces her back against his chest, locking her in place before he speaks again.

This time, his words aren’t a warning; they’re a promise. “I’m gonna make you come hard tonight. Jake’s going to hear you. He’s going to see what it looks like when you unravel…”

She moans when he mentions me watching her come.

Fuck.

Shewants this?

Iwant this.

Wait. What? Whatever. I’m not questioning this. I’m just gonna go with it. They’re both into it, and I’m desperate to blow off steam.

But...

Shit.

It’s not fair to let them put on a show for me without telling them I’m enjoying a double feature.