Love The One You're With

Chapter 8-Dangerous Game

"Quinn, it's time to wake up," Jake whispered softly as he peppered kisses across my cheek and jawline. I giggled as my eyes fluttered open. His sleepy face hovered above mine with a big smile. "I was hoping we could stop for coffee on the way to class.." he added with a grin. I kissed his lips gently and nodded before climbing out of bed and pulling on my shorts and holding my top in my hands.

"I don't think this is really class appropriate.." I said as I held up the red lace bustier top with a laugh as I held my arm across my breasts in a poor attempt at covering them. Jake giggled before walking over to his drawer and pulling out a chunky cream colored sweater and handing it to me. I shrugged it over my head as Jake got dressed. He had decided on black skinny jeans and a white button up shirt with black vertical stripes and the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. "Thank you, Jake, this is much better.." I thanked him before kissing his cheek and heading to the bathroom to brush my teeth, luckily there was an extra brand new toothbrush under the sink.

"Scoot over a smidge," Jake instructed as he gently placed one hand on my hip and moved me to the side. I blushed and did as he asked, allowing him room to brush his teeth beside me. As I brushed my hair, I watched as he pulled his up into a messy bun. He looked impossibly handsome when he took my hand and lead me towards the front door.

"Have a good day, brother!" The curly headed boy from the night before called from the couch. He shot me a wink before adding, "I'm sure you both had a good night.." Jake shot him a look as I giggled and held onto his bicep with my free hand. He flexed his muscles, and I grinned.

It was still so early that the sun hadn't fully risen as we began our walk to class. Jake's apartment was off campus, so it was a little further away than mine, but we passed a cute little coffee shop on the way. "Your usual?" Jake asked as we stood in line, as if we had gotten coffee together a thousand times.

"You don't have to get me anything," I said softly once we took a step closer to the counter. He smiled and leaned his shoulder into mine.

"I know that, but I want to," his flirty tone made the butterflies in my stomach turn somersaults, especially when he scrunched his nose up before smiling at me like that. I gave his bicep a light squeeze as I accepted my defeat and rested my head on his shoulder. I blushed as he ordered my coffee correctly. The barista didn't ask for a name, which I found unusual, but it made sense once they called out "two for the disgustingly cute couple!" We giggled as we walked up and grabbed our cups, thanking the barista and trying to control our blushing faces.

The walk to class was pretty quick from there. We made it with a few minutes to spare, taking our usual seats near the front. Jake settled into his seat, shifting until his thigh was pressed against mine. He pulled out his laptop to take notes, since I had left mine at home yesterday.

Throughout the lecture, I couldn't help but snake my hand down and let my fingers dance along the the outer seam of his jeans. He caught my hand gently as he interlocked our fingers, and somehow that was what made my cheeks burn.

Once class was over, he packed up his things and we stood to leave. I held out my hand, and he happily accepted it, walking me to my next class in the art building. "Don't let Sam give you too much shit.." I said softly before kissing his lips gently.

"Don't worry about me, Quinn. Text me when you get home?" He said with a smirk before kissing me again and hurrying back home for band practice. I hated the idea of them being opposed due to me. They're brothers, and I don't want to come between them...but I'm unsure how to get out of the current situation. I shook the thoughts from my mind as I walked into my art class and took a seat. There were easels set up for this week, and the professor passed out different colors of paints before explaining some different techniques.