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RIVER
Nash mouth collides with mine.
My back hits something but I don't get to focus on that, not when his body is pressed against mine. His smooth hair tangled with my fingers and his hands exploring my skin.
The last week has been like this. Not matter how much we told ourselves it wouldn't happen again...it kept happening. Once, twice and many more.
He isn't out of my system yet and neither am I out of his. So, as long as it lasts, i wont complain about getting pretty fucking good orgasms.
At first I pondered the option of him only wanting to get information out of me about our team's prank week plans. But, to be fair, not much talking has been done when we're together.
After the little heart to heart at the pool, it just felt weird. I'm not sure if we've crossed that line and are there now, or if it's a one time thing and we never return to speak about it.
Nash pulls back, "Wait, Sabrina..?"
"She's in art class." I wave it off and kiss him again.
Doing my best not to break it, I reach for the keys to the dorm in my shorts' back pocket and try to open the door. After failing about five times I finally hear the click.
I smirk against his lips and Nash, with both hands gripping my waist, guides me backwards as we slowly go inside. The lights being turned on catches me off guard but i don't give too much thought.
At least not until I feel his body freeze. I frown, tilting my chin up at Nash and see him staring at something behind me. When I turn around my eyes widen in horror.
"Rivy!" my youngest brother runs to me.
"Hey, buddy," I try to smile, but I still glance at the other one with questions in my gaze, "What, um, are you guys doing here?"
"We missed you," Luca says it as if it's obvious, shifting towards the brunette and smiling, "Are you our sister's boyfriend?"
I look at the oldest, "You could have texted."
Niko simply shrugs, a ghost of a smirk playing at his lips as if he's amused by all of this. Meanwhile, the other is still waiting for an answer.
"Are you Vance?" Luca tries again.
Nash narrows his eyebrows, "Fuck no."
Pinching his arm, I shoot him a glare for cursing in front of the kid. Sure, I do that basically everyday but that's different. Call me an hypocrite or you know, kiss my ass.
"That, lil bro," Niko walks closer to the younger one, hands in his pockets as he continues, "Is Nash Kingston."
"Kingston?" the little one frowns, "But we don't—"
"Luca." he stops at my warning tone and I feel the one next to me tense, "We've talked about this."
"I'm sorry," my heart clenches at the regret in his eyes, even though I had to say it, "I'm Rivy's youngest brother, that's Niko."
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Moonstruck
RomanceRiver Fontaine has it all. The looks, the personality, the friend group and the popularity. Everyone either wants to be her or with her. Nash Kingston is just the same. Handsome, mysterious, wanted by all and very charming (in his own way). Girls a...
