Page 102 of The First Time
"Her username was DangerousGirl69."
He chuckles.
"She wants to sixty-nine you."
"Who doesn't?" He motions to Mal, now moving towards us, and stands. "You ever see Mal's poster?"
"No."
Kit grabs his cell, navigates to the product page featuringDangerous Noise Poster: Singer Malcolm Strong. Mal's poster is even sexier than Kit's. Or it would be if he wasn't my brother.
He's lying in bed, shirtless, his jeans unzipped, leaning against the headboard with this look in his eyes that saysI'm testing out the headboard to see if it's strong enough I can tie you to it.
Mal moves within earshot. He cocks a brow and looks to us for explanation.
"Kit was showing me the poster," I say. "His. Then yours."
Mal chuckles.
"How did you talk everyone else into that?" I ask.
Mal chuckles. "Everyone volunteered. Even Kit." He looks at the phone. "You think that's something, check out Joel's poster."
"Maybe later." I'm sure Joel's poster is less disturbing than Mal's, but it's still not something I want to see at the moment
Mal simply nods and leads us to our table.
He pulls a chair out for me then takes his seat next to mine.
Kit sits opposite me. It's a normal four person table, two seats on each side.
But the proximity of Kit's body doesn't feel normal.
His feet brush against mine.
My knees brush against his.
I bite my tongue so I won't blush. My head is still stuck on that image on the poster. Thousands of woman masturbate to Kit's image every night.
I clear my throat. "I can't get over it. Half the reviewers hinted at masturbating to that poster. Isn't that weird?"
Neither of them says anything.
"I think it's weird." I press my palms together. "Don't you think it's weird, Mal? Women must be doing it to you too."
Mal shrugs. "They'd be doing it either way."
Didn't my oldest brother used to be uptight? He's so relaxed lately. It's strange...
"Who's masturbating?" Joel's bouncy voice floats to the table. He leans down to hug me hello then shifts into the seat across from Mal. "And to whom? I demand details."
"Kit's poster. All of them, I guess." Mal shoots Joel achange the subject pleaselook.
Joel laughs. "I forgot about that." He winks at me. "I've got extra copies in the closet, Pipes. I'll hook you up. It will be our secret."
"Something tells me you aren't good at keeping secrets," I say.
"The volume of his voice, maybe?" Mal offers.
