Rigby smiled at me as I stepped into the kitchen, and it made my heart flip-flop. “Morning, Fireball. I’m glad you came down before we had to leave.” He stood and stretched, before swaggering toward me. When he reached my space, he leaned down and gave me the sweetest kiss I could ever imagine. It was gentle, yet somehow, I felt it all the way down to my toes. Pulling back, he grinned and then looked down at Huey. “Morning, little man!” He kissed his chubby little cheek. Someone's alarm went off, and he sighed. “I knew I should have come and woken you up the proper way. Now I won’t see you for five whole days, and I’ll forget what you taste like,” he said with sad puppy dog eyes.

I was pretty sure he didn’t mean my lips.

River rose, putting his plate in the sink for the maid service. I still kind of hated that there was a maid service, but it wasn’t like I enjoyed doing the dishes, especially not when the guys ate ten times a day, so I let it go.

He whacked Rigby on the back of the head. “Don’t be such a simp,” he growled, but still, he stopped in front of me.

Before he could kiss me, Devan was there, grabbing Huey. “If you’re going to debauch each other before breakfast, I’d rather my nephew wasn’t stuck between you.”

River flipped him the bird, but he was still looking down at me, his eyes holding mine. Finally, after what seemed like forever, he leaned down and kissed me. Hard. It was a kiss filled with need and self-denial. Pent-up lust. I kissed him back, parting my lips as his tongue pushed into my mouth. I moaned as he gripped my hips, pulling me close. As he bent me slightly backward, his huge hand on my back, I felt like I was being plundered.

When he finally stepped back, I was gasping. He just grinned down at me. “See you in five days.” It sounded like the most perverted promise I’d ever heard, and I unashamedly watched his ass as he walked away.

Moments later, both Rigby and River returned, duffle bags slung over their shoulders. They each gave me one last kiss on the cheek, and then they were gone. Pathetically, I kind of missed them already.

I looked up at Devan, because it seemed odd that it was just the two of us. He handed me a coffee sitting beside him, and after I’d taken the first sip, I realized it was made perfectly for me. He’d been paying attention. His left hand held a bottle at the right angle for Huey, who was in his bouncer on the countertop.

He watched me with those dark, assessing eyes that made me feel stripped bare. “What are your plans for the day?”