Diamond
There’s something wet on my cheek.
I try to open my eyes, but the light is blinding, and I wonder how I was even able to sleep in the first place.
Shit, my back hurts.
My eyes snap open as I sit up straight, my senses slowly reconnecting with my body. The first thing I see is Lexie tilting her head to the side before sweeping her tongue across my cheek.
I’m surprised to find myself sitting on the grass in the backyard, but not nearly as surprised as I am when I look down and spot Finn sleeping soundly next to me.
It all comes rushing back.
The bridge.
Finn falling.
The… other thing.
Holy shit.
Part of the blanket I had wrapped around my shoulders last night covers Finn, the other half spread over my lap.
We fell asleep.
But why is Lexie in the backyard?
Someone had to let her out—
“What in the fuck?” A masculine voice sends me into cardiac arrest. I flick my head back to see a hungover Theo advancing toward us. He looks like he crawled out from the fiery pits of hell.
He must’ve just gotten home. Lacey said she’d be dropping him off in the morning. I elbow Finn in the ribs as though we’ve been caught red-handed, when in fact, we’re both fully clothed.
He groans and stirs a bit, still half-asleep.
“Finn!” I give his shoulder a vigorous shake. He peels his eyes open and winces at the sun, blocking the light with his palm.
He notices Theo a few seconds later but doesn’t react, his expression a frustrating enigma. Moving the blanket off his body, Finn yawns, taking his sweet time stretching as though he doesn’t have a worry in the world.
We were just caught cuddling in the backyard, which is not a big deal in itself, so why do I feel like Theo knows everything?
Ironically, Theo seems clueless.
I thought maybe Finn had told him we’d done things before—it’s no secret that guys like to run their mouths—but Theo doesn’t seem to be in on it.
If anything, he looks like he had no idea Finn and I could even bear to be in each other’s presence for a few minutes, let alone a whole night. Red stings my cheeks when Theo’s shock shifts into a suspicious smirk.
“Well, well, what were you two doing?” he asks the burning question, and I peek at Finn, dreading his response.
I’d like to say I don’t expect last night to have meant something, but from me saving Finn’s life to us spilling secrets in the dark to the particularly filthy blowjob, it was pretty damn intense. Finn catches me eyeing him but pays me no mind, rising to his feet.
Then he flashes Theo a cocky smirk and says, “Take a wild fucking guess.”
Theo’s eyes convey his understanding.
And my throat hurts like a bitch.
Of course.