Page 91 of Crave Thy Neighbor

And man do I want to take her in the library so badly.

I hit the spot above her collarbone and she moans, arching into my touch as I tease the skin between her jeans and t-shirt where it has ridden up.

“Nolan…” She sighs.

A throat is cleared, and we both freeze.

We peek up at the intruder, and the last person I’m expecting to see is standing over us.

“C-Caroline,” Maya says, shoving at my chest. I take the hint and roll off her, spreading my legs to help alleviate the pressure in my throbbing dick. “Cooper.” She clears her throat. “Uh, what are you guys doing here?”

They smirk down at us like they caught us with our hands in the cookie jar.

And I guess they kind of did.

Cooper hitches his thumb Caroline’s way. “Caroline broke my office chair trying to give me a lap dance.”

“Cooper!” Her cheeks turn a bright red. “What the hell!”

“What?” He lifts his shoulders. “It’s true. You have awful coordination. I mean, that’s what got us into this mess in the first place—when you tripped in the hallway and grabbed my junk.”

“This mess? You mean ourrelationship?”

He shrugs again, and Caroline rolls her eyes. Cooper’s darken at her reaction, and I bet she’ll be catching hell for it later.

“I’d ask what you guys are doing, but that’s kind of obvious.” Caroline giggles. “Glad to see you took my suggestion, Maya.”

“What suggestion?” I ask Maya.

“Nothing,” she mumbles. “It’s nothing.”

It doesn’t sound like nothing, but I drop it because Maya looks mortified right now.

She hasn’t told River about us, just like I haven’t told Dean.

And now that Caroline knows…it means they will soon too.

Which is fine. I don’t care what they have to say about it. We’re adults and we know what we’re doing.

Maya shoots up from the couch, grabbing Caroline’s arm and dragging her away, leaving me alone with Cooper as they put their heads together, whispering.

“So…this happened.”

I laugh, shoving up off the couch. “It did.”

“Does Dean know?”

I shake my head. “No, and I’d rather he not find out.”

“Understood.” He nods, glancing back at the girls. “Is it serious?”

“Come on, man. You know I don’t do relationships. We’re just having some fun.”

He furrows his brows together, eyeing me with a sharp gaze that has me shifting from one foot to the other.

“What?” I snap, unable to take it any longer.

“Nothing, man. Just…I hope you know what you’re doing.”

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