Finding Our Way (Finding our Way 1)

Now, Quinn is five minutes away and the harsh reality of leaving hits me again. “Devon, did you understand me?”

“Yes. I need to pick a place and you’ll get us there. Because after that you’ll be gone for twelve weeks.” Emotions clog my throat.

“Please don’t cry.” He cradles my face in his hands. “I love you so much and if you leave here crying, it’ll cripple me.”

I plaster on a smile and kiss him quickly. “No more. This has been an amazing week.”

“Wanna play your game?”

“That’s really a Quinn and Devon game.”

“Make an exception. Tell me about Bryce Randolph.”

“Well, he hasn’t really made the loser list yet.” I joke and giggle. “He probably won’t either. He does this thing with his tongue that makes my toes curl. Just last night, I swear I felt him in my throat when he took me from behind.”

“Jesus Devon. I’m hard now.”

“Better get acquainted with your hand then. I know I will.”

“Not helping, the thought of you touching yourself is a huge fucking dream.”

“We still have our iPad dates at night. Maybe we can make that happen.”

“Be quiet, here comes your brother.” He turns us so I’m leaning into him covering his body.

Quinn drives up honking even though she sees us waiting. Nate pulls me into a tight hug then loads my suitcase.

Bryce claims my mouth once more, crushing his lips to mine. The kiss turns hot and I have to break away to breathe.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

“We have six hours ahead of us—let’s ride, lovebug!” Quinn shouts.

I get in the car and wave until we turn the corner.

“Who starts?”

“I’ll start.” I get my phone and play her the recording of my confrontation with Holli.

“Holy shit, that’s good. I’ve been dying to hear it.”

“Yeah, well, I’ve about played it out. Nate and Bryce listened to it like twenty times. Bryce still wants to chase her down and cuss her out, but I’ve convinced him otherwise.”

“Do I want to know how you did that?”

“Nope. But I got just as much pleasure out of it.”

“Gross.” She pretends to gag.

“I can?

??t help that I love sex now. Why did you not tell me what I was missing out on?”

“I didn’t want to brag when your one and only time was so shitty. Then to find out you didn’t actually do it—well, there are just no words.”

“True dat.”