I nodded. Head movements couldn’t be detected as a lie or not—at least I hoped not.
His eyes darted to the guys. “Luca?”
I shook my head.
“Vince?”
Again.
“Noah?”
Still shaking.
His head shot back. “Did you have a naughty dream about Gavin?”
I cringed, and he let out a harsh laugh. “Oh, man. I can’t even begin to imagine what that was like. No wonder you’re so scarred.”
“That’s not nice,” I chastised.
“Too bad it wasn’t me.” He winked. “But you’ve already seen this.” He waved a hand down the length of his body while I focused on not dying of embarrassment. “No need to dream about it.”
I stared at the ground. “Youweretheretoo,” I mumbled in a quiet rush.
“What?” He leaned in.
“You were there too,” I said just loud enough that I could hear myself.
He covered his mouth, but I could tell he was smiling by the way his eyes lit up. “Oh, really?”
I never should have told him. I should have run away or told Vince that Sky was bothering me so he would keep him away from me.
“So the three of us?” His attention drifted, and I slapped his arm. “What’s the problem, Ave?”
“I feel,” I shivered, “weird. Like I violated you guys or something.”
He wagged his brows. “You can violate me anytime, dream or not.”
I smacked his chest this time. “Sky, I’m serious.”
“Was that the first time you’ve had a sex dream, Ave?” he asked, joking.
When I said nothing, he leaned against the wall and crossed his arms. “It was your first.”
“Yeah, it was.”
“Well, I’m honored to once again contribute to stripping you of a piece of your innocence.”
I glared at him.
“It’s not a big deal, Ave. It happens to everyone.”
I knew that, but it didn’t make this time feel any less weird.
“Are you more concerned with how it made you feel?” he asked.
Huh. Usually, it was Luca or Noah that dug deeper. I expected him to have moved on by now or run over to the guys to spill the news. I should have figured talking about sex would turn him into a detective.
“I guess so,” I admitted.