One Forked Up Thanksgiving by Claire Raye

Author:Claire Raye [Raye, Claire]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Claire Raye

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A loud knocking on the door that separates Chloe’s room from the bathroom wakes me and I hear Chloe mumble something incoherent, which somehow gets the knocking to stop. She’s got her back to my front now and just like when we woke up this morning, I’m wrapped around her from behind, my hand resting against her stomach and my nose buried against the back of her neck.

Oh yeah, and just like this morning, I’m hard again.

“Was that our wake-up call?” I ask, ever so subtly moving my hips back so she can’t feel what lying with her like this does to me.

“Yeah,” she replies. “It’s lucky you’re here because normally he comes in and jumps on the bed until I wake up.”

Chuckling, I nuzzle the back of her neck. “Your brother is kinda a shithead, huh?”

“You have no idea,” she groans.

Smiling, I lightly trail my fingers across her stomach, making her squirm. “Oh, I think I have a very good idea.”

“Seth…” she pleads, clamping her hand around my wrist and stopping me.

“What?” I ask, all mock innocence.

She lets out a loud huff. “I swear, you finding out I’m ticklish was the single worst thing to happen to our friendship.”

Pinching her side, I put my mouth next to ear and whisper, “You love it,” just as another loud knock sounds at the door.

“You awake in there?” Simon yells.

“Fuck my life,” Chloe murmurs before yelling out, “YES!” She rolls over to face me now, rubbing her eyes.

“You know, we could come up with some ways to get him back,” I suggest, laughing when her eyes fly open.

“Seriously?”

I lift my shoulder in a shrug. “Of course, I’m guessing he probably deserves it after years of torturing you and even though he’s totally Joyce’s favorite, I’m guessing defending my girlfriend’s honor could earn me major brownie points with her.”

“Defending my honor,” she snorts. “While sharing a pre-marital bed with me?”

“Hey, that was her idea, not mine,” I point out.

“Yeah,” Chloe mumbles, shaking her head a little. “Still a mystery too,” she adds, almost to herself. “So, you ready for round two?”

“I’m ready,” I reply with a chuckle. “Being friends with you for the last five years has been good practice.”

This earns me another poke in the stomach. “Please, like you aren’t just as bad. Remember that New Year’s we were drunk for a solid twenty-four hours?”

Laughing, I roll off the bed, sitting with my back to her. “I remember the hangover that lasted twenty-four hours,” I say, glancing over my shoulder.

Chloe smirks at me. “And I remember you suggesting we should just start drinking again, so don’t try and tell me this is all my fault.”

“Hair of the dog is a straight up medical fact,” I say, trying not to laugh.

Chloe raises an eyebrow in a way that tells me she absolutely doesn’t believe me. “Right and being ticklish isn’t?”

With a grin, I half turn, flopping back onto the bed as I immediately start tickling her again, laughing as she squirms, trying desperately to get away from me, as tears stream down her cheeks.

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