Chapter 17
seventeen
ROWAN
The guys come over to hang out and grill. My kitchen counter is stacked with food for four men who are ready to devour everything in front of them after a grueling workout together. We all went on a ten-mile run when I asked if they would be up for it. Milo wanted to join, but I wouldn’t allow him to run ten miles. That’s animal torture. So, I gifted him with a new chew toy and bone.
“Where the hell is your mustard?” James asks, rifling through the fridge and pulling out all the condiments he can find.
“Bottom shelf inside the door,” I tell him while setting up my plate of food.
After that, we pile on all the food that can fit on our plates: burgers, grilled asparagus, corn on the cob, salad, and grilled potatoes.
“So, what was last night about?” Beau asks before picking up his burger and taking a large bite out of it.
“What happened last night?” I say, trying to sound clueless.
I look up at the guys, breaking my gaze away from my food, and they all have shit-eating grins on their faces. Except for August, who has more of a grimace.
“You know exactly what we’re talking about.” James laughs.
“I had to turn around the minute I saw my sister get all handsy with you. Why would you do that in front of me?” August gestures to himself with both hands, giving me a disapproving look.
“I was just following her lead.” I bite back a smile.
I start to think about us dancing under the mood lighting, the base vibrating off the floor and into our bodies. I can still feel the handprints she left on me as she moved them around my upper body.
When her hand landed at the nape of my neck, I wanted to go feral. My body felt like it was on fire, but at the same time, the desire that poured out of me when I slid my hands over her waist and hips. I let myself go a step further when I passed the hem of her shorts and landed them on her bare thighs.
Teenage Rowan would lose his absolute shit if he saw that happening.
I felt myself get hard when she presses her ass into me, and even though I knew I should have stepped back and taken a breather. My body didn’t want to leave hers. It just pressed in closer.
“You guys looked like you were about to eat each other's faces.” Beau joins the laughter with his brother.
August groans to Beau, hitting him on the shoulder with the back of his hand. “Dude.”
I roll my eyes before saying, “Nothing happened.”