“It’s something Tay came up with,” Evie answers.
“They’re settled. Spill,” Bridget demands, making Evie groan.
“What is it you would like to know?” I ask, already knowing how she is.
“Ask them about the hot as fuck kiss Ari just put on both of them before he left, looking like he owned the world,” Chelsea adds.
“I have to admit,” Les laughs. “I’m curious as fuck about Ari.”
“Does it make me a creep to wonder about Gavin?” Bridget asks. “Since he’s Ghost’s brother?”
“Dude, you’re literally fucking twins,” Les responds.
Bridget thinks for a second and bursts out laughing. “Valid point.”
“What about Keon?” Evie throws in. “I mean the strong, silent type with those pretty eyes? Yes, please.”
“I’ve, uh, only been with Keon,” Kira says quietly. “It was…good.”
“Just good?” Les pushes.
“Okay. It was amazing,” Kira laughs, relaxing even more. “I’m just now getting to know the other guys, so there’s only been kissing.”
All eyes turn to me, and I roll mine. “Ari’s a fucking monster in bed. You’ll hear no complaints from me.”
“So, no information on Gavin?” Bridget pouts.
“You’ll have to ask Tyler about that,” Kira answers.
Les sits up on the couch, her feet hitting the floor with a thud. “Wait. What? Tyler and Gavin?”
“Duh,” Bridget says. “You didn’t know that?”
“No, because your ass didn’t tell me.”
“My bad.” Bridget gives Les a sweet smile, and Les just glares. “I couldn’t get any information from Gavin though. Oh! I bet Tyler will tell us.”
Chelsea pulls out her phone, dials a number, and flips it to speaker. “Hello, Chelsea. How can I help you?” Tyler answers, making me smile.
“How’s Gavin in bed?” Bridget asks without preamble, and Tyler starts laughing.
“You should have invited me to girls’ night, and I would have given you all the naughty details.”
“Come on,” Bridget whines. “You know we can’t do that. If we let you, we would have had to invite all the guys, and that’s no fun.”
“He says I can’t tell you shit.”
“Gavin! I’ll tell Ghost you hit on me!”
“He’ll know better,” Gavin answers, and I know Tyler has his phone on speakerphone. “Stop being nosey.”
“I just need to know. Like, I won’t be able to go on if I don’t know.”
“Dramatic much?” Gavin replies.
I hear shuffling on the line and then a grunt. “Gavin’s a demanding fucker. Like a hand on your throat, suck my cock like a good boy demanding.”
“You motherfucker,” Gavin growls, and I hear more grunts.