Page 19 of Naughty & Nice

I can’t help but bark out a laugh as the two of them freeze for a beat before freaking the fuck out.

Noelle jumps to her feet and all but flees to the bedroom while Hendrix throws himself back on the couch and covers his bright red face with his arm.

He sinks lower as if he’s praying the couch will swallow him whole.

“Did they feel as good as they looked?” I ask. In hindsight, it’s probably not the best leading question, but so what? “Ow,” I complain when he punches me hard on the arm. “What? She’s got good tits.”

“Fuck’s sake,” he mutters.

“I’m sorry, I’m not seeing the issue here.” Hendrix pushes to his feet and begins pacing. “Okay, no, wait, I do. You want more of them.”

“Wilder,” he warns.

“Dude, just grow a pair and go and tell her that you want to suck on them. I bet she’d let you. She might even return the favor and suck on your?—”

“ENOUGH,” he bellows, his voice echoing around the small cabin.

“Just think how good it could be if you told her how you really feel,” I say quietly once he’s stopped with his back to me.

He runs his hands through his hair before blowing out a long breath.

He stands there for long minutes, just breathing. I’ve no idea what’s going through his head. I wouldn’t even know where to begin, seeing as our thoughts are usually so vastly different. I’d never be in the position he is now.

Probably because I’m a selfish asshole and always take what I want without considering the consequences.

“You never know; maybe she wants you for Christmas.”

I have no idea if it’s what I say, or if he’s just trying to get away from me, but no sooner are those words past my lips than he spins on his heels and marches toward the bedroom.

6

NOELLE

All I can see as I stare out of the window is my own reflection. I need a distraction, but my own face isn’t it.

Night one of our vacation and everything is already going wrong. And it’s all my fault.

I never should have gone out that night. I should have stuck to what I told Hendrix I was going to do before he left for his study session.

I don’t even know why I thought going to a party would help. It never has in the past.

I just… I didn’t want to be alone, despite me convincing Hendrix that I was okay and that he should go.

Biggest mistake I ever made.

If I’d just stayed home, I wouldn’t have found myself in the toilets of that party with my best friend’s twin brother, and this vacation wouldn’t be so freaking awkward.

The sound of the door opening behind me startles me.

I know who it is, but I don’t turn around. I can’t. I’m too embarrassed.

I flashed them. Both of them.

God, could this trip get any worse?

He walks across the room, staying as silent as I am before he steps up behind me, wraps his arms around me, and rests his chin on the top of my head.

“It’s okay, Elle,” he says softly, instantly making me feel better, his arms tightening around me. “You’ve got really nice tits.”

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