Gifted Connections 4

Paul, Kirk, and Will had already told us they wanted the element of surprise. They wanted to make sure we had a definite game plan in place before we launched our own attack.

There was a knock on the war room door, and most of us groaned. It was irritating the number of times we had to turn people away- mainly females. I was surprised that Lincoln was just as annoyed by the attention as we were. In true Jaxson fashion, he decided to alleviate our frustrations by laughter. I hadn’t seen this side of Jaxson in some time, and I was happy to see him like this once more. He started to post notes on the door with witty remarks, false facts, and whatever else he found amusing.

It didn’t take long for others to join in his antics, and soon they were writing notes as well.

Lincoln didn’t like their game at first since he was the butt of most of the jokes written. He had initially shown his displeasure until he realized that they were like sharks. He grasped the fact that he needed to stop showing them his blood. He learned how to become impervious to it all.

Pops, Paul, Lincoln, and I weren’t joining in; just watching it all unfold from the sidelines.

“My turn again,” Jaxson stated with a gleeful smile as someone knocked on the door. He had a stack of notes in front of him waiting to be posted.

“Hey,” I heard a feminine voice say when the door opened. “I was wondering if you needed any more coffee?”

“Please refer to note six,” Jaxson said in a cheerful voice as he slapped his new note on the other side of the door. Then he shut the door in her face as she peered into the room.

“What did that one say?” Troy asked with a chuckle.

Jaxson cleared his throat and smiled wickedly. “Note twenty-one: Do you want to know Lincoln Hudgens’ favorite position…quarterback. Go, Cowboys!”

Most of us laughed, even Lincoln. “FYI, funny man, I dislike the Cowboys, and don’t get me started on the Patriots,” he added with a smile.

“Same here!” Jaxson said with enthusiasm before getting back to work.

“I have the next one,” Terrance called across the room with a wicked smile.

The door now currently had twenty-one notes posted on it. Some of my favorites were;

Note One: Lincoln is a Leo, loves long walks on t

he beach and writing in his diary.

Note Six: No, we don’t need coffee…seriously we’re already tweaking.

Note Eight: Please don’t offer us food, we’re like cats. Once you feed us, we’ll never go away.

Note Eleven: This is a private party. If you’re not in here, you weren’t invited.

Note Fifteen: Yes, Lincoln is in here. No, you can’t come in.

We didn’t have to wait long for the next knock on the door.

Terrance hopped up with his paper in hand. “Note Twenty-Two,” he announced gleefully before answering the door. “What do Lincoln Hudgens and a roller coaster have in common…you wait hours in line to get a ride, and when it’s over, you realized it only lasted for less than three minutes.”

This time, Will and Paul couldn’t stop the surprised laughter that escaped them. They had tried to discourage their antics at first, but then they realized it helped relieve the tension in the room and let them be. They tried to pretend like they weren’t amused several times, but I saw the hidden smiles and heard the stifled laughter.

Some of the guys were almost crying, they were laughing so hard at Terrance’s new note. I couldn’t help but laugh myself, ducking my head as I attempted to focus on the task at hand.

Lincoln was a good sport and laughed along with everyone else. I didn’t even notice when he rolled his chair beside mine. I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard his voice in my ear.

“When he says hours in the line, he means hours of foreplay and the only one lasting less than three minutes is you because that’s how quick I can give you an orgasm. I have no problems with my stamina,” he said huskily in my ear.

I inhaled deeply. Damn my overactive imagination. He was arrogant, insufferable, and uncouth- well to me, because he was pleasant to everyone else. I shouldn’t imagine myself naked in a sizeable sumptuous bed as his bronze body pleasured mine. My heart wasn’t big enough to catch feelings for him, and my body was a traitor.

“I don’t understand why I can’t come in,” Jemmy’s voice carried into the room, and I realized Terrance had answered the door.

“I’m the wrong person to ask,” I heard Terrance murmur. “I’m just enforcing the rules.”

My head snapped up, and I looked over at Gavin. I had noticed Jemmy’s absence, but I didn’t know she was restricted from coming in. He looked just as mystified as I was. I inwardly growled. I wanted my gift back! I needed to talk to Gavin without all these ears around.