Caught Stealing (Leighton U, #2)

by C.E. Ricci

“Yeah, Hold. I took a page straight from your playbook and let someone get on their knees for me in the upstairs bathroom with a bunch of other people right outside. Best blowjob of my life; the scent of weed and stale beer truly was the best kind of aphrodisiac. I get why you enjoy it now. Ten outta ten, highly recommend.”

“There’s not much of a story to tell,” I insist. “I wasn’t ducked or anything.” “Ducked?” “Duck, duck, Jeep,” Phoenix interjects, before adding, “Again, a Jeep-people thing.” Noah laughs. “You’re acting like they’re a cult.” “Because it is.”

as a jeep owner, it is a cult.

I hike up a brow. “Oh, if that’s the case, then why did I come out of class to a duck on my driver’s side handle?” He blinks at me, the picture of innocence. “I have no idea what you’re talking about. You and your little Jeep cult can do your own thing, but I want no part of it.”

Love Phoenix giving Holden ducks.

His head cocks to the side. “So I take it he told you he knows about us,” he muses. My brows shoot to my hairline. “Wait, you know he knows?” All he does is nod, and I wonder how neither of them let that little piece of information slip. Unless… “Does he know you know he knows?” Phoenix nods again, this time with a light laugh. “God, this feels a lot like that one episode of Friends.”