“He was insane, but finally he cornered me in the locker room. The coach had held me back to talk to me and all of a sudden it was just us in there.” He gave me a searching look. “I don’t know how he did it, but I’m pretty sure it was rigged.”
Jonah turned to me. “How did you do it?”
“Me?” I gave him an innocent smile. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
He shook his head. “Oh no, first date rules, you have to answer.”
“I’m thinking you just made that up. But since we’re making up rules, my first date rule is that I get a kiss before we part ways.” I leaned against the table and gave him a bit of a lecherous grin. “A good kiss, too.”
He laughed. “Deal.”
Now Graham was hanging on my every word too but for completely different reasons. “You little shit.”
I grinned. “Such sweet talk.”
Turning to look at Jonah, I charged in. “Okay, so I might have told a few of the guys I was going to prank Graham since he was such an asshole to me. They thought it was great, so they cleared out early. When I couldn’t tell them what really happened in the locker room, I said he figured it out but agreed to keep my idea a secret so I could use it again on someone else later. They thought he was smart and I was funny and it all worked out.”
Graham threw the straw wrapper at me. “You shit.”
Smiling at Jonah, I leaned in again and winked. “He loves sweet talk.”
Giggling, Jonah grinned at Graham. “I can tell.”
Then he put his elbows on the table and gave me a serious look. “Now what? You can’t just leave it off there.”
“Oh yes, I can.” I shrugged. “The deal was a kiss for information on if I cheated.”
Jonah groaned, but then changed tactics. Turning to Graham, he gave him a cute sexy pout. “What happened next?”
Graham grinned. “Does that earn me a kiss too?”
Jonah didn’t even have to think about it. “Deal.”
“Playing one alpha against another…that might earn you a spanking, naughty boy.” I was mostly teasing, but the shiver that raced through Jonah as he bit his lip had my cock thickening.
“I honestly don’t know whether to apologize or beg.” Jonah took a deep breath. “Okay, oversharing, sorry.”
“No, don’t be.” Graham reached out and took his hand, squeezing it. “There’s no oversharing here. We’re friends at the very least.”
Jonah nodded but seemed hesitant. “It’s just…you feel…safe, but normally the only people I share that stuff with are the guys. Dates generally don’t…well, they don’t respond well to overly honest responses.”
“We’re not just dates.” His hand wasn’t close enough to touch without drawing attention, so I smiled and leaned against the table. “You won’t shock us, and you’ve been working with Graham for a while, so you know nothing about the club surprised him. The only way we’ll know if this will work is if we’re all honest and open about what we need.”
That was the first lesson I ever got from Grandpa Jerry.
Jonah nodded and took a deep breath. “Okay, so let’s go back to me begging for a spanking because the two alphas thing is hot, and go from there.”
I laughed and Graham grinned, looking more confident again as he spoke. “Are you still interested in the locker room?”
“Oh yeah.” Jonah’s wicked grin had both of us chuckling.
“Don’t forget my kiss later.” When Jonah licked his lips and nodded, we groaned, but Graham focused back on the story, probably wanting to earn his kiss. “Well, I was still thinking about what the coach had said when I walked in, so I was nearly naked when I realized there should’ve been more guys there.”
“He was so fucking hot.” I couldn’t resist putting my two cents in.
Graham rolled his eyes, ignoring my commentary. “Well, he comes in just wearing these tiny briefs that hid nothing and I couldn’t help but try to peek.”
He shrugged, looking slightly embarrassed as Jonah chuckled. “He was just strutting around and flirting, pretending he couldn’t tell how turned on I was getting and how he was responding.”
