Page 72 of Following Their Heart

I jerk my chin out of his grip. “You kissing me didn’t do shit for anyone but you.” My voice is a whip. I try to grab the key chain from him, but he’s too quick. The prize disappears in the pocket of his jeans.

“You can have it back if you come get it,” he says.

“Very mature,” I grumble, but he talks over me.

“And you’re wrong about that, son. It wasn’t just for me.”

Usually, I get horny as hell when he calls mesonorboyorScrappy boy. I love when he goes all daddy on me. But not right now. Right now, I’m pissed, because it wasn’t his decision to out us to everyone. I mean, I’m not an idiot. I know they probably all guessed. But what Rev and I get up to on our own time is our business and ours alone. Rev just went and made it everyone’s business, and he did it without consulting me.

“Oh, yeah?” I snap, strangling the handlebars. “Who was it for, then? Me? You gonna tell me that PDA was for me? Because I didn’t ask for that.” It’s hitting home just how pissed I am. Anger makes my muscles tense. I need to move. Leaping off the ATV, I get in Rev’s face. Well, in his neck, I guess, since he’s taller than me. I jab a finger in his chest. “You had no right to do that! No right, man.”

He talks over my tirade, face calm. “Didn’t you notice? Us kissing is what sent Brawn over the edge.”

I blink. This is news to me. When Rev kissed me, I’d just come with my dick in Cora’s mouth, and I was already getting hard again. With all that skin and groaning and the smell of sex and gunpowder in the air—it’s safe to say I was a little distracted.

Rev fishes the key out of his pocket and holds it out to me, cheap little chain on the tip of his pointer finger like a ring about to fall off.

I half expect him to tease me by lifting it over his head when I try to grab it, but he doesn’t. I snatch it off his finger, and he just watches me with those wide-open, all-observant eyes.

I get back on the ATV and start it up. My anger has cooled somewhat. I guess what he said about Brawn has me distracted. My hand flexes over the transmitter at my side. One click of a button, and my voice can be in Brawn’s ear. And his can be in mine.

I wrap my hand around the throttle and start to drive off, but Rev puts his hand over mine. Squeezing, he stops me from twisting the throttle forward.

Annoyed, I glare at him.

Within his goatee, his lips curl in a shit-eating grin. Even though I’m still mad, I can’t stop the twitch in my cock. Goddamned sexy bastard.

“Don’t forget, Scrappy boy,” he says. “You kissed me back.” He releases his grip, and I twist the throttle.

With Rev’s words playing on a loop in my head, I peel out of the lot and leave him in a cloud of gravel and dust. I have every intention of keeping my focus on the experiments I planned, but my mind has other ideas.

I can’t stop thinking about Cora’s mouth on me. It kills me to admit it, but when I came down my girl’s throat, I was wishing for more connection with Rev than a measly hand on his shoulder. When he kissed me, I was already starting to get hard again, but having his tongue in my mouth made my dick stand up tall as if I hadn’t just busted a nut. I didn’t notice Brawn coming, but I did get an eyeful of his load on Cora’s tits when Rev was done with my mouth. It was all I could do not to bend over and lick her clean, but by that time I realized what Rev and I had done in front of everyone.

RevandI.

Damn it. He’s right. He pulled me into that kiss, but I let him. I opened for him, and I tangled my tongue with his, and I loved every second of it. Hell, I wanted more. But instead of asking for more, I retreated upstairs and jacked myself in the shower. And I regretted missing the sight of jizz come flying out of Brawn’s massive dick.

Not that I haven’t seen it before. He’s a frigging exhibitionist, that one. He jerks himself all the time. It’s not uncommon to walk into the dorm and find him grunting and yanking on himself on his bed. So, yeah. I’ve seen him come plenty of times. And I’ve looked away before anyone could notice how frigging hot it made me. But while I was in the shower after our orgy, I closed my eyes and imagined in technicolor detail the big guy’s dick jerking and spewing out ropes of silky come onto Cora’s small, perfect tits.

Is Rev suggesting Brawn could be bi, like us? Was it really me and Rev kissing that sent him over the edge, or was he just ready to come, and our little show had nothing to do with it?

“Whatever,” I mutter as I point the ATV toward the nearest trail cam. I’m done thinking about it. I’ve got shit to do, most notably, seeing how powerful my Gift really is.

I’m still in awe that I was able to affect the missile computers last night with just my mind. It’s also possible I was able to push my Gift outward and that was what turned the fight in our favor. Rev said that about the time I did that, the tank started working, and the guys said their weapons stopped jamming on every other shot. But what if those things started working because Raptor’s jammer guy was on the downed chopper? If the guy with the Gift died in the crash, he couldn’t jam our equipment anymore.

I’ve got to figure out how much of what happened last night was me and how much was coincidence. I need to know what, exactly, I can do with my Gift and hone it so I can do my part to help Jud. Pulling up to the first trail cam, I decide to start small.

Normally, it’s Jud who does the battery checks on the trail cams every morning. There are a bunch of them spread out around the camp, each of them placed where game trails have been worn by the wildlife and men would be most likely to hike into our territory.

Dismounting at the one nearest to camp, I press the button on my comm to transmit to Brawn. “Yo, big guy. You there? Over.”

It takes him a second, but he comes back. “Yeah. I read you. Over.” His deep, growly voice causes a shiver to race down my spine. Which has never happened before. And I doubt the shiver was one of excitement over how clear these old radios sound.

I clear my throat before pressing the button again.

“Okay. Cool beans. I’m at the first trail cam, so you’re reading me au naturale. I’m gonna check the battery then move to the next, which should be on the edge of our range. Stay tuned.”

“Roger that.” Another shiver.

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