The Original Crowd (A Whole New Crowd 0.50)

“I have a first-aid kit in the house,” he murmured, leaning closer to me.

I looked up and met his gaze. He was looking at me, intensely.

“So we’re in a relationship, huh?”

“Yeah,” I whispered, studying him, looking for any reaction.

He was doing the same to me.

“Good,” he whispered, leaning to kiss me. I grinned against his mouth and kissed him back.

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“That means we talk. I’m not in a relationship where we don’t talk,” I clarified as I pulled away. I meant it, too. Brian and I hadn’t always talked out our issues, and I hated it.

“I can do that.” He kissed me again.

“We’re talking about this morning.”

“Do we have to talk about last night?”

“Me and Brian?”

“Yeah.” He sounded like he was in pain. He probably was.

“No. Brian and I said goodbye last night. That was it, the end.”

“I figured. You kissed him and everything.”

“You knew what I was going to do—”

“Yeah, I did.” He kissed me again. “It’s why I stayed in the car.”

“But we’re talking about—”

“I know.” Tray sighed, pushing me down and laying on top of me. He kissed me. “I know. I know. I know. We’ll talk, just not now.”

I tipped my head back, enjoying the feel of his lips on my neck. I slid a hand up his back, one of my legs moved to circle his and I slid my foot up and down.

A knock at the door stopped anything else.

Mandy called, “I know what you guys are probably doing, and…stop it. People are showing up and the two of you are becoming rabbits. I don’t want my sister to be known as a sex bunny.”

“That would make me a playmate,” I murmured against Tray’s lips.

He grinned. “You definitely look the part.” He kissed me again and then sat up. “Can we bandage these? Before more people come over.”

“Yeah.” I let him help me up. “Lead on, Sir Ass Face.” I stood on the bed and jumped on his back, laughing.

Tray stopped. “I thought he was calling Gentley that.” His hands coming around my knees, anchoring me in place.

“He was.” I grinned, laughing. “I just think it’s a funny name. It’s like a face on your ass. A nose on your ass. And imagine what you would see with your eyes on your ass.”

“You could kiss my face,” Tray retorted.

That brought a smile to my face. “I do.”

He knelt and let me off just as we got to the main house.