“No competing with each other.” That jerked me out of my homework musing, and I stared at him. “What? No competing?” I glanced from him to Jake, to Coop, and then down at the back of Ian’s head, before looking at Archie again. “Seriously? You four? No competing?” “We managed,” Coop actually sounded offended. “But the important one was you, so we all focused on our own strengths, not trying to one up each other.” “Screaming orgasm contest doesn’t count,” Jake said with a grin. “That’s friendly competition.”
