Chapitre 11: Chapter 11

“Monroe!”

The voice made Monroe jerk, but even when he pulled his mouth from mine, he stayed right there, panting wetly against my lips as I tried to remember how to breathe.

“Roe? You out here?”

“Damn cockblocking Hayes,” Monroe muttered, easing me back without completely letting go. He angled our bodies deeper into the shade of one of the wisterias, then shouted, “Over here.”

A moment later, Hayes appeared in the small clearing. He peered around until his eyes adjusted and he was able to make us out in the shadows. “Should have known. Hi, West. We weren’t properly introduced.” He gave a jaunty sort of wave and I was treated to a glimpse that perhaps charm ran in the Peters’ family.

“Hello,” I croaked, not quite able to return the gesture.

He chuckled, but then turned a serious expression on his brother. “Sorry to interrupt, but Amanda’s looking for you.”