“Seriously, Meg. You guys can spoon. It’ll be more comfortable.” Katie paused to laugh as Jason Bateman chased Melissa McCarthy on the screen. “You might enjoy the movie more.”
“We’re enjoying the movie,” Meg protested.
“I haven’t heard a laugh from either of you.”
“That’s because the movie’s not that funny.” Meg laughed then and I squeezed her hand tight. I loved hearing the sound of her laugh. It was throaty and bubbly and it stirred my emotions every single time.
“Whatever.” Katie rolled her eyes. “I’m choosing the next movie.”
“What did you decide on?” I said, worried she’d say something like The Notebook or something equally heart-wrenching.
“I thought we could watch Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.” She laughed as Brandon groaned and then continued. “Joke. I want to watch a movie called Damage. It stars Jeremy Irons, and it’s super hot. It’s about this man who has an affair with his son’s fiancée.”
“Way to spoil the movie.” Brandon tickled her.
“No, no, that’s not a spoiler. Trust me. You find that out at the beginning. It’s a good movie. Very exciting and shocking. Brandon, stop.” She giggled. “Trust me. It’s good. The ending is jaw-dropping.”
“Oh God.” I rolled my eyes. “Don’t tell me. All three of them end up in a relationship together?”
“No.” She shook her head. “It’s even juicier than that.”
“What happens?” Meg asked, sounding intrigued.
“Let’s just say, the ending is unexpected. That’s all I’m saying. We have to watch it first.”
“Fine.” Meg jumped up. “Where are your blankets? If I’m going to make myself comfy, I’m going to need to be warm as well.”
“Let me show you.” Katie got up and walked towards the door.
“I’ll keep you warm.” I grabbed ahold of Meg’s hand and pulled her back to me. “I know plenty of ways.”
“I’m sure you do.” She kissed my cheek. “But I don’t need that kind of warmth now.” She walked back out of the room and I stared at her long legs as she swayed.
Damn, she was sexy. I sat back and tried to ignore my growing cock. Shit, I was hard. I couldn’t even concentrate on the movie. All I could think about was making love to her. I just wanted to go to bed. To be fair, I didn’t even need for us to do it on a bed. A thought crossed my mind and I paused, grinning to myself.
“Don’t be stupid, Greyson.” I muttered to myself. “You can’t do that.”
“What?” Brandon mumbled up at me.
“Nothing.”
“We need to talk tomorrow,” he hissed at me. “I don’t know what you told Meg.”
“I just told her about the letter. Nothing else.”
“What if she tells Katie?”
“She won’t.”
“Greyson, I swear I’m going to tell her. I just need to figure out how.”
“Well, we need to make sure that she knows soon or someone else is going to do it!”
“Do what?” Katie threw a blanket at his lap and looked at me curiously.
“Oh nothing. Just talking about the club.”
“You guys are always talking about work, I swear. Give it a break.” She rolled her eyes and sat back down with Brandon.
I watched as Meg approached me with a worried look on her face.
“You okay?” I studied her face carefully to ensure that she wasn’t about to crack.
“I’m fine.” She nodded. “This is hard. I really want to tell Katie about the note.”
“But you didn’t?” I hissed into her ear.
“I didn’t.” She sighed. “I don’t want to keep it a secret, but I have to.”
“Thank you.” I kissed her lips and held her to me.
I hated having to ask her to keep this to herself. I hated it because I knew personally what a burden it was to have to keep secrets.
“You two done?” Brandon looked at us pointedly and I nodded. “Do you mind if we just put on Damage right now?”
“What about Identity Thief?” Meg looked at the TV.
“I think we can all agree that Identity Thief is done for the night.” Brandon laughed, and Katie pretended to punch him.
I turned to Meg as Katie got the new movie ready in the DVD player.
“So you want to be big spoon or little spoon?” I leaned in towards Meg and whispered against her lips.
“Hmm, I think I should be big spoon.” Her tongue tickled my lips and I swallowed hard.
“Don’t tease me like that,” I growled softly.