Page 115 of The Heart

The three story building is old and it looks like the forest is trying to swallow it up. It’s not fancy, but it’s large enough to accommodate our entire team and the gear that was delivered yesterday.

“We’re here,” I tell the vehicle full of people hoping they cut the chatter and move their asses.

We all get out, but they just keep talking.

“Thank fuck. That car smelled like shit. I’m sleeping on a completely different floor from anyone with a penis. Because I know damn well it wasn’t Leena who let one rip,” Ava says, grabbing her bag and heading toward the house.

“Well, I guess you’re sharing a room with Ry!” Jace calls after her.

“I heard that!” Ryan says from the other side of the car as he struggles with his bags. “Funny Jace. That was a great one.”

“Hey Jace, quit it. Jamaican him nervous,” Colton says flatly.

“Hey Colton, you actually get ladies to fuck you with that mouth? Or do you just bore them to death with your shitty puns until they give in?” Jace retorts.

“Your mother didn’t complain about my mouth last night. Could someone carry my bags? I’ve been shot,” Colton says.

“What’s the door code?” Ava shouts from up at the house.

“None of your fucking business!” Jace yells and I close my eyes in exasperation.

I think I might actually have a headache.

“35-68-01,” Luke answers.

“Aw, 68? So close.” Jace tisks, hauling Colton’s duffles over his shoulder. “Hey babe, I got your bags, need me to do anything else for ya? Haircut, massage, blow job?” he asks as they both follow Ava and Ryan up the steps.

“Oh…yeah,I’m gonna have to pass on the blowie, I don’t know where your mouth has been. But a massage sounds lovely. Thanks, Jace!”

I blink, staring after them.

On second thought, nohouse is large enough to accommodate our entire fucking team.

“Hey Seb? Mind grabbing our bags? My arms are full,” Luke says, and I turn just in time to see him scoop Leena up bridal style. She lets out a squeak, which is adorable, and I think he’s joking about the bags, until he starts making out with her.

Alright.I’ll give him this one. But only because I know what they’re doing.

And it’s not going to fucking work.

I pull their bags from the SUV and manage to get the hatch closed before walking past them and up the steps.

“Hey!” I call back, but they don’t let up. It’s all this pent up sexual energy from not being able to fuck each other for the duration of the flight.

They were pestering me about when they would get to.

But we have shit to do.

“Leena,” I try again. “If you want twinkle-toes to share a bed with us tonight, you better get your ass in there. There’s only one king bed.” I continue forward, then stop when I don’t hear them following behind me.

I turn back to find Luke still making out with Leena, but she’s holding her phone up to his ear. “You’ve gotta be fucking me.” I grumble.

“Hey, Colt?” Luke says between kisses. “First floor, king bed. Make sure you snag that before Jace finds it?... Thanks man.”

Leena drops her phone onto her stomach and grabs Luke’s face, pulling him back down to continue the fucking show. He grins, showing off that fucking dimpled smile as he kisses her. I watch, catching glimpses of their tongues. When Leena bites his lip, he moans, jamming his tongue deeper. It goes straight to my dick.

I lower my head and let out a long, relinquishing breath.

“Fine. We can get a quick one in before setting up the equipment.” I glare at them.

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