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Instead of finishing that sentence, I lean over and press my lips to his.
19
FLYNN
“Those moms were absolutely checking you out,” Olivia says, giving me that haughty, one-brow cocked smirk that dares me to disagree with her.
“Did you claw their eyes out?” Sabrina asks her.
We’re out with Archer and his fiancée for coffee while Greer is across the street at the dance studio taking a tap class.
My arm rests along the back of Olivia’s chair and my fingers trail up and down her shoulder. It’s been hard to find time to go out between my schedule and hers, so when she said she had an hour while Greer was at tap class, I jumped at the opportunity to hang out.
“No.” She shakes her head and then glances over at me. “He’s pretty. I don’t blame them.”
“Pretty?” Archer asks. “Did she say Flynn was pretty?”
“Sorry.” Olivia flushes as she angles herself so Archer can better read her lips.
“He heard you. He’s just being a dick.” I squeeze her for reassurance. It can be tricky in group conversations with Archer if everyone isn’t signing, but in this case, he’s just busting my balls.
Archer smiles at her. “Gotta give my little bro a hard time. Besides, we both know I’m prettier, right?”
I scoff, then sign as I say,“I’m obviously the best-looking Holland. No contest.”
Sabrina rolls her eyes at us and Olivia relaxes.
I lean over to her and whisper, “I’m definitely prettier, right?”
She laughs softly and lets her stare roam over my face. “Let’s just say those school moms would not have gotten off so easily if they’d done more than look.”
“Ooooh.” Pleasure zips through me. Is it fucked up that I’d love to see her throw down for me? Probably, but damn it’s a good image. “I love a woman that fights for me.”
She shakes her head at me. “You’re hopeless.”
“Hopelessly into you.”
“Hopelessly cheesy.”
“Hopelessly turned on. What do you say we ditch these two and go make out in my truck?”
She laughs louder, then smacks me playfully.
“I wasn’t really kidding.”
“This is the only time I have to see you and Sabrina.”
“Fine. Fine.” I sit back in my chair but drop the hand that was around her shoulders to her thigh.
I’m so fucking into this girl. I’ve never been so all in so quickly. I’m a walking hard-on, but it isn’t only about wanting to sleep with her. I’m turned on, but I want to tease and flirt and be cheesy almost as badly as I want to get her naked.
Maybe it’s because I have no idea when that might happen. We’re already sneaking small moments to be together, most of which include Greer, so sex hasn’t really been an option. Well, unless she decides to take me up on my offer to have a quickie in my truck.
At five ‘til the top of the hour, Sabrina stands. “I need to get back to the studio to get ready for my next class. I’m teaching an adult ballet class.”
“Sounds fun,” Olivia says.
“You should come next time. Greer can hang in the lobby.”
