"We haven't had sex since we went home." Dude, fucking your boyfriend in your own bed is the shit," Scott said."Man, I loved nailing Hayden's hot ass ...n my bed." Speaking of Hayden, how do you think that will work?" I asked.Scott threw up his hands, "Hell if I know but I'm gonna make it work forhim. I still feel responsible no matter what anyone says. Too, I do lovehim." I hope it does work. If not, then poor Hayden," I lamented."What will he do?" Garrett asked."I don't have a clue," Scott. But the reality of the smell, opened up her mind to the truth… She was awake.Her next thought was, “Ow!”Brenna tried to remember the details of the previous evening. Her cousins and best friends all had decided to take her to the bars. She remembered all of them flirting with guys and bartenders to get free drinks. Trying a drink called a Mojito for most of the night, instead of her usual Apple Martini, though she remembered having a few of those as well.“Aunt Laura! Can I see if Brenna’s. "All right," he conceded in defeat. "I'll go out with you." That's my girl. Sweet pretty Gina. And it'll just be for a drink. Ormaybe two." A drink? You mean at a bar?" No, dummy. At a health food restaurant. Carrot juice." She rolled herdark eyes. "Of course, at a bar. But don't go all drama queen on me.We'll be in and out in no time. And after that, if I feel like you'vepaid enough for your bad behavior, you might even have your bedroomrights reinstated. I'm not promising. Maybe. .." She rolled her pussy upward for his touch and pumped her hips, urgently. "You're going to make me come already..." His eyes were wet. "Tell me that again," he breathed. She knew what he meant. "I've always loved you, Chahlie, I never stopped... Oh, God, that feels so good...." He dug his finger deep, slipped in another, pressed his palm against her clit and moved it in slow circles. "Tell me again," he whispered. "I've always loved you, Chahlie... I've missed your hands so much..." She made.