Page 34 of Reviving Kendall

Nodding, he says, “Yeah, I get that.”

After a few seconds of silence, he officially closes the subject, “I’m starving. Oh shit, Kendall. I forgot that I promised you food earlier. I was so damn excited having you in my house and all to myself that it slipped my mind. Want to order pizza?”

My stomach growls in response. It’s been forever since I had a good pizza. Those little dollar pizzas from the frozen foods just aren’t the same. I nod to him and he whips out his phone. He mumbles as he’s typing, and I catch something like five large, wings and bread should be enough.

“Did you just say five large?” I ask in shock. “How much do you think we’ll actually eat of that?”

He looks at me a little sheepishly, “There’s kind of something that I didn’t tell you.”

I tilt my head, “And what’s that?”

“You’ll see in approximately twenty-two minutes,” he answers vaguely.

Giving him the benefit of the doubt doesn’t help my nerves as I wonder what he could possibly be talking about. Twenty minutes later, I jump when the doorbell rings.

Goose laughs and heads upstairs, “It’s just the pizza, babe.”

I’m floored by his pet name and it takes me longer than it should to get up and follow him.

He’s shutting the door with his foot as I make it to the top of the stairs, “Need any help?”

“Nope,” he says, and I follow him into the kitchen.

I go to get drinks out of the fridge as he sets the boxes on the counter, “What do you want?”

When he doesn’t answer I turn to find him right behind me. His hands find my ass and he lifts me to the counter. He kisses me like a man possessed, and I take advantage of our height being level for once. My palms rub against the sides of his hair where it’s cut short before they find the back of his neck, and I pull him closer.

I feel his fingers on my knees before they make their way up the outsides of my thighs. I’d be lying if I said it didn’t feel just as good as his lips against mine.

The doorbell rings, and Goose pulls away, “I wanted to get that in before they got here.”

“Before who got here?” I ask, even though I should have already known.

It rings again, and he sighs against my lips as he sets me back down on the floor, “Plates are up here in the cabinet. Go ahead and make yours. We tend to act like animals around food.”

“Speak for yourself,” Lucas says strolling through the doorway like he owns the place.

Goose jumps away from me like he doesn’t want us to get caught. It stings a little, but I’ve kissed Teagan and Lucas too. Feelings are going to get hurt if I don’t go ahead and put a stop to all of this and just be friends with each of them.

Lucas walks over and pulls me into a hug. I catch Goose turning away at the last second. Yeah, I’m a shit person. Just because I was lucky enough to have what I did with the VanPelt brothers, doesn’t mean that I will ever find that again. I’d rather not test the quad’s friendship trying.

Even if Lucas does look and smell amazing. The tips of his brown hair are wet making them darker. When he pulls away and smiles down at me, it crinkles the skin around his blue eyes. That smile would melt the panties off a nun.

“I didn’t know you were going to be here,” he says lingering by my side.

I laugh, “I could say the same thing to you.”

A new voice echoes down the hall and it freezes me to the spot, “Goddamn it, Lucas. Why did you take off like that?”

Maverick rounds the corner and I want to say that my palms aren’t sweating at the sight of him, but I’d be lying. He’s only a tad bit shorter than Lucas and Teagan, but his presence is more commanding, making him seem that much larger.

No one says a word as we stare at each other. I already apologized, so I’m not backing down. Apparently, neither is he. The front door opens and closes again. There’s no need to guess as to who it could be; there’s only one person missing from this scene. Teagan rips around Maverick and his eyes lock on to me. Not giving a shit about the tension in the room being thick enough to slice with a knife, his face lights up and he runs over to pick me up.

I’m swung around in a circle as he says, “Kendall! I’m glad you’re here.” His blonde hair tickles my face as he sets me back down and whispers in my ear, “I missed you.”

I try not to let my red face be a dead giveaway to his words. Instead, I focus back on Maverick. He’s moved to one of the bar stools and is loading a plate full of pizza beside the other two. “I hope you know that doesn’t mean that you won or anything,” I tell him.

There’s absolute silence in the room before Goose busts out laughing, quickly followed by Lucas.

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