Chapter 49
Cam
Evan is passed out on my dick and it’s the best thing ever.
Though she’s missing the movie. I’ve got the recliner tipped back.
She’s draped against me, her back to my front.
Her face is turned and pressed against my shirt.
My cock buried in her cunt. She’s practically naked, but we’re still clothed.
“We’re going to have to rewatch this one,” I say.
My chest moves under her with every word, but she’s conked out. The movie is at the part where they’re waiting for something to happen, monitoring the house.
“When you’re done, I need that pussy.” Damon smirks at me across Hawk. “I don’t mind if she’s asleep.”
I chuckle, and she shifts on my cock. Fuck, she’s dripping wet. Granted some of that is from us filling her up, but most of it is all her.
“What’s up with Yale?” Hawk turns to Damon.
“Yeah, why isn’t that the most exciting thing from today?” I ask. “It’s a step toward the NHL.”
Damon scrubs his hand over his face before looking at Evan. “We haven’t exactly talked about what happens next with us.”
I slide my arms around Evan’s middle. “You mean like the future and shit?”
I haven’t really thought about college all that much. Obviously I’m going, but with Dad pushing for Yale, I haven’t figured out how to tell him I’m applying early admissions to Crowne Mawr.
“That list of colleges Evan applied to is long, but it’s selective.” Damon shakes his head. “What if we don’t end up in the same state or even the same part of the country?”
Hawk runs a hand through his hair. “This seems like a conversation Annie should be part of.”
“Probably, but I’m not waking her up,” I say. “She needs her sleep.”
Especially if she’s going to keep up with us three and all the other things she does.
“We have this year, but after graduation and summer, we’ll probably be going separate directions.
” Damon’s eyes are soft as he looks at Evan.
He’s possessive of her. That he shares her with us is amazing, but I wouldn’t want it any other way.
“I’d say we could see each other on weekends, but how reasonable is that?
I’m going to be busy with hockey. Evan has her theater program.
Hawk has academics. And Cam will have his fraternity. ”
I drag in a breath as I get what he’s throwing down. Long distance won’t work for us. Not if we can’t even visit each other. “We won’t have time to travel to each other.”
I’d come to terms with losing my best friends when we went off to college, but I can’t imagine losing Evan too. Starting over is a little scary, but doable. Except I don’t want to lose this. Evan has brought us closer together.
“What if we tried to go to the same college or at least the same city, maybe state?” Hawk glances at each of us. “That could be a possibility, right?”
“You’re going to give up Columbia?” I scoff. That’s a huge ask. “You’ve been wanting to go there all your life.”
“Their team is D2, but it’s New York City. Surely we can all find a college in or near that.” Hawk glances at Damon. “Boston isn’t that far from New York City.”
“Yeah, but Boston isn’t exactly knocking on my door.” Damon zips up his pants. “At this point, I need to go with whatever hockey program will take me. That might be Yale.” Damon glances my way.
“Well, my dad would be thrilled.” I blow out a breath. “I don’t know if I’m Yale material though.”
“You’re smart enough if you stop dicking around.” Hawk fastens his pants. Apparently party time is over.
But I still have Evan on my dick. And while this isn’t a sexy conversation, her muscles clutch me every so often, keeping me hard.
“It’s not about being smart enough.” I lean my head back. “It’s about how much I want to work through college. Deimos sucks, man. And it’s a guarantee that any of the Ivies will be just as intense. I know Crowne Mawr will be difficult, but…”
I scrub my face. The future sucks. I just want time to keep being a punk before having to get on with my life.
“You could manage with us helping.” Damon leans his elbows on his knees.
“Fuck.” I straighten and Evan’s hips roll against mine even though she’s still asleep. “Give me a minute here.”
I slide my fingers between her legs and work her clit gently. She moans softly and rolls her head. When I grab her breast with my other hand and squeeze her nipple, a breath rushes out of her. Her hips rock against mine. The others are watching, but right now she’s all mine.
I rub her clit in little circles until her pussy clamps down on my cock as she comes. She arches against me as her cunt milks me. It’s enough to push me over the edge and finish inside her.
Her breathing is ragged as she shifts on my chest. “Did I fall asleep?”
“Yeah, goody. Time to go to Hawk.” I lift her, and Hawk helps her sit on his lap.
She blinks a few times and glances at the screen. Hawk pauses the film at the point in the movie where the ghost lights dance down the stairs.
“I guess we’ll have to watch this one again?” she asks as she snuggles against Hawk and yawns.
“Yeah.” Damon brushes her hair behind her ear. She gives him a sleepy smile. “We were talking about what happens after high school.”
“That’s a heavy conversation.” She stretches and glances over her shoulder at me.
Damon continues, “If we want this thing to last long term…”
She straightens. “Oh.”
“Do you not want that, Annie?” Hawk brushes his hand over her back. “If this isn’t something you think can work for you, let us know. We’ll still fuck you this year, but we’ll stay the course with our plans.”
She bites her lip and looks at each of us with wide eyes. She’s definitely awake now.
I take my shirt off and pull it on over her head. “Easier to focus with you covered, goody.”
She bites her lip and looks down at her hands. “Is it realistic for us to go to college together?”
Her gaze goes to all of us before settling on Damon. “We’re both on career paths that may not even end up in the same country. A lot of filming is done in Canada or around the U.S. You need to be flexible to go with whatever team picks you, but it’s possible to be traded, right?”
Damon nods.
She looks at Hawk. “Your dream is Columbia University. Are you really willing to give that up for me? What happens in a year when we break up because we’re growing apart?”
No one says anything. Her blue eyes lift to mine. There’s determination in hers.
“You may not have a career picked out, but you do have a plan. It’s not a bad plan either. So who has to give up or compromise on their dream to keep a relationship we’ve had for a couple weeks?”
“What if it’s not a compromise?”
EvanAnn
Damon’s words make my heart leap. This whole conversation is more than I expected from them. But I also have to be real here. Even if they don’t want to. There’s no guarantee we’ll make it through the school year. Let alone go to college together.
I blow out a breath and turn to search Damon’s eyes. “Do you really believe that? That the four of us can find somewhere that has D1 hockey for you, feeds into a stellar law school for Hawk, has a film directing program for me, and provides a good school/life balance for Cam?”
If my heart wasn’t breaking, I’d laugh. It feels impossible. One of us will have to compromise. Even if I got into Yale, I might not be able to afford to live there even with a scholarship.
“We can try.” Hawk tips my face his way. “It may not be one perfect school, but schools close enough together where we can see each other more than once a year have to exist.”
“I don’t think this will work long-distance.
” I’m throwing that in because it won’t.
“It’s not like I can make myself available for you to fuck as frequently as we’ve been.
I have ambitions and dreams. I don’t want to compromise on school or my career for the guys I fell in love with in high school. ”
Standing, I turn toward the screen so I can think straight.
“I’m fucking this up. I love you.” My gaze catches on the lights on the screen.
I wish what was happening with us was a movie and I knew it would all work out.
But that’s not real life. “Do I want to figure out a way to make this work? Of course. I don’t want to lose you now or at the end of the school year when we go our separate ways.
But I’m not going to compromise my future to be with you.
I’ve worked too hard to get to where I am. ”
I turn and look at them. My face is dry, even as tears choke me. “And you shouldn’t have to compromise your future to be with me.”
“So we do nothing?” Damon rises and towers over me. “We don’t even try?”
My breath catches, and I put my hand over his heart.
The hurt in his voice is obvious, but this is different than his mother.
“Damon, I want to be with you as long as we can. I just don’t know how we find a future where we’re all happy with our choice.
Where someone doesn’t have regrets. Do you honestly think we’ll still be together next year at this time? ”
He sinks his hand into my hair. “I have never wanted anyone the way I want you. This need I have to be near you. I will stalk you wherever you go. Watch you sleep. Make sure no one touches what’s mine.”
“Damon…” I don’t know how to explain to him this won’t work. That I’m trying to save us the heartache. But part of me wants to be theirs forever. To try to make this work. Even though in the end, it might go up in flames.
It’s ridiculous. When Chase talked about the future, I blew it off because he didn’t matter. He was always going to be a footnote in my story. But these three? My heart aches at the thought of being separated from them for even a week, let alone months.
“Tell me you won’t ache for me when you’re alone on set.” Damon brushes his lips against my forehead. “That you won’t dream of Hawk or need Cam. That we’re better off following our dreams if they take us away from each other.”
I lift my gaze to his. I’ve never been good at telling Damon no. And my heart doesn’t want to.
“It won’t work,” I whisper, but he smiles because he can hear how weak my protest is.
“Then it doesn’t work, little devil.” Damon brushes his lips against mine, too brief of a touch. “That doesn’t mean we plan for the end.”
Hawk brushes my thigh with the backs of his fingers. I meet his steady gaze.
“We plan for both, baby girl. We figure out how what we want fits together. Take the time to research how we can do this. How we can stay together.”
I turn to look at Cam. He drags his hand over his face.
“I can apply to Yale if that’s what we need, but their undergrad theater program isn’t a conservatory program.”
I arch an eyebrow at him.
“My dad has tried everything to get me to go to Yale.” Cam smirks. “I pretty much know their curriculum backward and forward.”
I walk over to him and sit on his lap. “You’re smart enough to go to Yale. There will be parties there too. But stop selling yourself short. You don’t need to go to Yale for your father, but you can choose to go to it to be with us. If Damon gets on the hockey team.”
I lift my gaze to Damon. “This doesn’t work if it’s not D1. I’m okay adjusting my dream, but we’re not giving up on yours.”
Damon leans against the row of chairs in front of us. “If you get that internship, you take it. I’m not standing in the way of your dream either.”
My heart thumps because unless the stars align perfectly, we’ll have to compromise somewhere.
And knowing how stubborn we all are, I could see us bending our desires just to cling to each other.
I need to say this. “If it comes down to one or the other—”
“No, goody.” Cam draws my chin back his way. “Neither of you will give up on your dreams. Hawk and I can figure out our shit, but we’re going to support both of you. Compromise isn’t an option when it comes to your careers.”
I search his eyes. Our dreams are so big. I push my hand through Cam’s hair. “You get to dream big too.”
He smirks and leans into my hand. “I’ve already got my dream. My best friends and the girl we love. What more could I want?”