Page 92 of Splintered Hearts

Panic hits Bri’s eyes. Jamie answers, taking the heat off her. “My high-school girlfriend broke up with me when she started college. I was hurt. I thought I loved her. It was hard not to compare my next relationship and wish it was her.”

Something ugly and so stupid twists in my gut. “Never have I ever gone on more than one date in a day?” Mark says.

Brianna, Josh, and I take a drink.

“I bet you have men lined up to take you out.” My face heats. Josh winks at me.

Taking a quick sip, I freeze. Jamie’s eyes are warm on me and I want to blow him a teasing kiss but I remember where we are—not in our bubble.

“Never have I ever used dish soap in a washing machine,” Hunter smirks.

“Oh, ha ha.” I take a drink, and they all look at me.

“What?” Josh purrs. “Please explain.”

“I thought soap was soap!”

Hunter chuckles, taking a tiny sip. “Soap is not soap.”

“It should have been labeled better! It’s not my fault your house is so unorganized.”

“Ah, yes.” Mark takes a small sip. “Becausedish soapis such a vague name.”

“It worked out just fine. I got to sleep cuddled into Hunter’s chest hairs.”

“What?!” Mark snaps.

I lean in, whispering. “He was gentle.”

“Okay, okay. Enough, asshole. You take things too far.”

Josh goes next. “Never have I ever used sex toys.”

We all take a shot except Xavi. “I am learning way too much about my brother.” Xavi mumbles.

“Or the things Bri used to do with our sister,” Jamie says.

“Never have I ever shared intimate details about a partner with friends.”

No one drinks. “Noah, you need to drink!”

“I don’t share intimate details about my partners!”

Mark levels me with a look. “Three words. Rainbow. Glitter. Cock.”

Oh, he’s evil. Biting my bottom lip, I take a drink, not meeting anyone’s eyes. “What?” Josh laughs. “I have to hear this.”

“No, you don’t.”

“Yeah, Noah. Elaborate.” Fucking hell. This is Mark’s payback for my first question. Looking into my glass, I feel eyes on me. My gaze lifts and locks with Jamie’s, unable to look away.

Beautiful eyes.

Damn, does he look good tonight. Not well rested, but his eyes have barely any shadows. Last night he fell asleep in my arms, hugging me tight while I finished an audio book. Jamie is so much bigger than I am, but in my arms he’d felt so small. So vulnerable. When he’d stirred slightly, whimpering in his sleep, I’d held him tighter. I like that I seemed to calm him.

“Noah?”

“Oh my god, why are you so annoying?!” Taking a breath, I give in. “I hooked up with someone recently, and I told Marktheir cock was so amazing it had to be made out of rainbows and glitter.”

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