Page 25 of Make Us Yours
“Of course, baby. You’re free to use our place whenever you’d like. Even if it’s just to crash, there’s a spare bedroom. Although there are two other rooms that wouldn’t mind having you in them.” He winks, then grins when I roll my eyes.
“It’s beautiful, Veronica. Thank you for doing all of this. And feel free to use it whenever you’d like. You’re always welcome here.” Noah smiles at me, then glares at Gabe. “That’s what Ellis meant to say.”
“Totally what I meant.”
I turn to Gabe with a smile. “Sure, it was.”
“So, what else have you been up to while we were away? Have any… fun time in our rooms that didn’t involve changing the sheets?” He wiggles his brow in that suggestive way.
“Actually, no… I did it on the kitchen island.”
Gabe chokes on air as he sits up on the couch, eyes wide like saucers. “You’re serious?”
I bite my lip, adding to the convincing play. “Mhmm. I was wearing a similar skirt to this one. I laid back and spread my legs, then took these two fingers.” I bring up my middle finger and ring finger as he stares at them with hungry eyes. “And pushed them deep inside me as I thought of you,” I finish in a sultry voice.
I swear Gabe looks like he’s about to rip his hair out of his head with how hard he’s pulling on it. “Holy fuck, that’s hot. Did you really?”
I place my hands on my hips and frown at him. “Of course not, you idiot. Do I look like some crazy chick who masturbates on people’s counters?”
“I mean… You kind of do look like the type that—”
“Don’t you dare finish that sentence, Pretty Boy!” I glareat him.
He lifts his hands up in surrender. “Sorry,” he says sheepishly.
“Anyway! I wanted to congratulate you boys on your win last night. Very impressive.” I smile at them both.
“Thank you,” they both say at once.
“But I have some bad news.”
Their faces drop, worried expressions quickly morphing in. “What is it? Are you okay? What’s going on?” Noah steps up closer and takes my hand.
I’m momentarily stunned by how genuine his concern seems that I have to blink a few times to remember what I was about to say. “Umm, yes, I’m okay. Nothing’s wrong.” I smile reassuringly. “But do you two remember when I talked about those consequences for when you leave stuff around?”
Gabe’s face turns into a terrified look. “Oh no… no, no, no.”
“I’m afraid so. You guys were doing so well. You were both so on top of everything in the beginning. But… Gabe, you left all your fruit peels on the counter. And Noah, you left your dirty clothes littering the bathroom floor.” I look from one to the other.
“Also, I found a granola wrapper beside the couch… in front of the garbage basket. I don’t know who is to blame for that one, but both of you are in trouble.” I pull my hand from Noah’s and fold my arms over my chest as I give them a sympathetic look.
“It was an accident. We were in a rush to leave,” Noah gives as an excuse.
“Right, yes. Can’t we get a free pass for this time?” Gabe pleads.
“I’m sorry, boys, but rules are rules. And if I let this one slide, then I’ll let the next one too. If we want you guys to grow into proper men, we need to stick to the rules. And maybe next time before leaving messes behind, you’ll think back to this moment and remember why it’s essential to do at least the bare minimum.”
“Oh God. No, please. Don’t make me eat something nasty…” Gabe’s eyes are wide with horror.
“Actually, I thought we could make it fun, since it is your first time messing up. Gabe, you’re off cooking duty tonight. Noah, you’ll be making us dinner.” I smile at Noah, who looks just as scared.
“Oh my God, that’s even worse!” Gabe exclaims, hands thrown in the air.
Noah swallows. “What did you have in mind?”
“Hmm…” I tap my index finger to my lip as he watches every movement. “How about mac and cheese? That’s not too hard to make.”
“Will you be staying for dinner?” he asks.
