Who Falls Hardest by Eva Ashwood

Author:Eva Ashwood [Ashwood, Eva]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-01-29T16:00:00+00:00

14

Reese

Fuck. What gave me the brilliant idea to register for a class that doesn’t even start until five o’clock?

It doesn’t help that my last class of the day is also the most boring. By the time I walked out of the classroom, I felt like my eyes had permanently glazed over, and as I shove open the door to the house, I shake my head to clear it.

I saw Emma’s bike out front, so I know she’s home already. I can’t wait to hear how her first day went. She was nervous this morning, but I’m sure she fucking killed it.

As I step inside the front door, my gaze sweeps the living room.

Huh. I’m surprised West isn’t sprawled on the couch with a beer in his hand.

There is a beer bottle sitting on the coffee table, but I don’t see West anywhere. Or Trent. Or Emma.

Something strange twists in my gut, and I close the door quietly behind me. The whole house seems weirdly silent, like it’s holding its breath or something. I don’t know why, but I have a feeling something is up.

“Hey, guys!” I call out, tossing my keys on the little table. “You here?”

A second later, Trent’s bedroom door opens, and I swear my heart just about stops.

It’s not Trent who steps out, but Emma. And she’s not naked, but she’s not exactly dressed either. She’s wearing what looks like Trent’s shirt, which fits her almost like a short dress, coming down just below her ass to brush against her bare thighs. Her hair is tousled and messy, framing her head like a crooked halo, and her skin is flushed a gorgeous pink.

She looks hot as hell.

And thoroughly fucked.

Piercing jealousy surges through me, and I feel myself stiffen as she pads softly toward me.

I know, I know. We all fucking agreed to this. And I know I had a moment with her in my bedroom just a few days ago. But the thought of Trent bringing her into his room and doing all the things to her that I want to do makes me want to march in there, grab the fucker, and settle this with our fists.

“Hey, Reese,” Emma murmurs quietly, stopping just a few feet away from me.

Now that she’s closer, the sweet scent that’s uniquely her tickles my nostrils, along with the unmistakable musk of arousal and sex. My cock twitches, even as my hands ball into fists.

“Hey,” I reply, doing my best to keep my voice even. We all agreed to be cool about this, and the last thing I want to do is make Emma feel like shit just because me and my friends can’t work our issues out. “What’s up?”

She smiles like she sees right through me. Like she knows exactly what I’m thinking. Then she steps forward, closing the last bit of space between us and wrapping her arms around my waist. My own arms band around her automatically, a knee-jerk response to having her this close.

“I think you can probably guess the answer to that,” she whispers.

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