Breakfast with friends

"Well, that was fun," Tyler says as he reaches to pull Breanna into a hug.

She pushes him away. "There was nothing fun about that. Jake is going to tell my mom, and even if he doesn’t, she’ll know just by looking at these marks."

Tyler doesn’t let her go so easily—he hugs her tight, his grip too strong for her to break free. Leaning in, he whispers in her ear, "Those will fade if you hold ice on them for a bit. We can convince him not to say anything to your mom, so don’t worry—it’ll work out."

He kisses her forehead before finally releasing her. "But you can only hide the ones your mom would be able to see," he adds with a smirk as he pulls on his shirt.

Breanna sighs and grabs her clothes from the floor, quickly putting everything on—except her bra.

Tyler watches her with a raised eyebrow. "What are you doing?"

Breanna looks at him, confused. "What do you mean?"

He picks up her bra from the floor and hands it to her. "He might be your friend, but he’s still a guy."

"I’m not putting it on," Breanna says, walking past him.

Before she can reach the door, Tyler pins her against it from behind. His hands slide over her chest, rubbing her breasts through her shirt.

Kissing her neck, he whispers into her ear, "See why you need a bra? Your nipples are already hard, and I barely touched you. Seeing you like this makes me want to—"

"Okay, I get it!" Breanna interrupts, pushing him away. She snatches the bra from his hands and quickly puts it on.

Tyler chuckles as they head downstairs to the kitchen, where Kallie is cooking.

"Hey, what took you guys so long?" Kallie teases. "I made pancakes with eggs and bacon. Anyway, you two are a couple now, right?"

Before Breanna can respond, Tyler instantly says, "Yes." Then he turns to Breanna. "Bre, are we a couple or not?"

Breanna keeps her head down, focusing on her food, trying to avoid answering as she feels everyone's eyes on her. "Well, it’s not like we’ve had the opportunity to really talk about it yet. So can everyone please fuck off and let me eat?" she says, frustrated.

Kallie rolls her eyes. "Bre, what’s the problem? You guys like each other. You’ve slept together more than once. Yeah, your parents are dating, but they’re not married."

Jake suddenly perks up. "Wait, this wasn’t their first time?"

Tyler grins. "We’ve had sex four times already," he says matter-of-factly.

Jake turns to Kallie. "So yesterday, when you asked me to meet up with you guys an hour later… that’s what you two were doing? Talking about Bre and Tyler having sex?"

Tyler smirks at Breanna. "It’s not good to brag, Bre," he teases.

Breanna groans. "Oh my God, that is not what I was doing!"

Kallie laughs. "Well, to be completely honest, we were talking about what to do about everything. You two slept together, but once winter break ends, you’ll go back to your own schools. Bre gets so caught up in school activities that she won’t have time for you."

Tyler shrugs. "If she has time to sleep, she has time for me—even if sleeping is all we do. I’m okay with that."

Kallie gives him a skeptical look. "Oh, yeah, sure. Like I believe that. You’re the one who pounced on her every chance you got."

Tyler smirks at Breanna. "So, you were bragging."