*brief mention of Luke's dick not much but enough to make some people vageuly uncomfortable*

Allie's P.O.V

"Thank you for dinner!" I said brightly.

Mrs. Collins smiled at me. "Oh, not a problem,dear, feel free to come over whenever you like!"

I had been dealing with this excitable woman all night. First, she keep cooing over the adorableness of her children, then their respective others. Finley had escorted Eli out shortly after dinner had ended then disappeared in her room to do homework, but I was stuck with Mrs. Collins asking me question after question, about Australia, college, and my family, which was a touchy subject as I hadn't spoken with them since I left for school.

Now, I was more than ready to go home. "I'll be sure to," I said in response to Mrs. Collins, thinking privately that I would probably only come over if only Finley was home. "But I have to go home, I have classes in the morning."

Suddenly, Luke was blocking the door. "No you don't, he said,. "You're not leaving."

I sighed. "Luke, I did not come here to be kidnapped then eaten by you and your family."

Mr. Collins chuckled. "I like her, Luke, she's got spunk. More, in fact, than all of your other previous girlfriends combined."

I was touched. "Why thank you," I said, bowing in his direction. "It will be an honor to be eaten by you."

Mr. Collins bowed back, a solomn look on his face, which made me think that he was the coked for Luke and Finley's humor.

"What I meant was, that its far to late for me to drive you back to the city, you can bunk with me!"

Luke said, grabbing my hand and pulling me up the stairs.

"Don't be like rabbits!" Mr. Collins called after us.

Luke opened his bedroom door and we collapsed on the bed, but not before Luke hit Finley's door hard.

We heard a "Hey!" echo through the walls and we giggled before Luke rolled over and hovered over me.

Catching my breath, I said, "Did tour dad tel us not to be like rabbits in the sense that we shouldn't bang like them?"

"i think that was the meaning, yes," Luke said, pecking my nose. "Which is really unfortunate, because one of my biggest fantasies is claiming you in my childhood room."

"Childhood room?" I teased. "What are you talking about, this is still your room."

"Shut up," Luke said. "Now, while we can't exactly bang because my sister is next door and my parents are downstairs, will you do something else?

"Like what?" I asked, even though I was pretty sure I already knew the answer

"Suck my dick," Luke said, confirming my suspicions.

I sighed. "Luke, I don't want to suck your dick."

"Why not?" he pressed. "C'mon, babe, please!"

"What's in it for me?" I asked.

Luke fell silent. "A lifetime of hugs and cuddles with me?" he tried.

I shook my head. 

"Free food?"

I raised my eyebrows. "What kind of free food?" 

"Whatever we have downstairs," Luke said.

"Okay fine," I said. "But-" I raised a finger, interrupting Luke's celebration. "You have to read a book with me alongside the free food."

Luke thought it over. "Its worth it," he decided, sitting up from hovering over me. "Okay, you can go now."

Rolling my eyes, I undid the button in Luke's jeans and tugged them down so they rested around his knees. He was hard in his boxers and I looked up at him. He nodded encouragingly at me. I pulled his boxers down and his dick curled up against his belly. Luke's dick wasn't anything to gawk at, really, but it was big enough for me. 

I brought the tip into my mouth and sucked once before I leaned back and pulled his boxers back up.

Luke gaped down at me. "What the hell was that?" he asked.

I shrugged. "You asked me to suck your dick. You didn't say for how long or how much I had to suck."

"You cheated," Luke crossed his arms and pouted like a two year old.

"Yeah, well, you should be used to it by now-"

Luke cut me off by tackling me backwards onto the bed. I could feel his hardness against, well, more of my knee, really, because he was so tall and I was so short.

"You don't play fair," he said.

"Get used to it," I answered. "Now, you owe me some free food."

"No I don't!" Luke exclaimed. 

"Yes you do, you told me to suck your dick and I did. You didn't say I had to make you come or deep-throat or anything. Now go get me my free food," I said, pushing him off me.

Luke left, grumbling angrily as he did so. I fought the urge to giggle.

Boys. So easy to trick.

...

I barged into Luke's house, waving a book in my hand. "Luke!" I called.

"In the living room!" he answered, voice quiet.

I walked in, a smile still on my face. "Hey babe," I said.

Luke barely looked up from the TV. "Hey, Allie."

I frowned and set the book on the coffee table. "How are you?"

"In the 24 hours you haven't talked to me, I've been good," Luke said.

I narrowed my eyes and lunged for the remote that was in Luke's hand. We wrestled for a brief moment before I pulled away, holding the remote aloft in my hand. 

"Ha," I said, before turning the TV off. "I win.

Luke pouted. "I was watching that!"

"Not anymore," I said. "You're finishing up on your deal."

"What deal?" he asked, scratching his head.

"Where I sucked your dick and you had to get me free food and read a book with me," I answered.

"You cheated," Luke mumbled.

I raised my eyebrows. "I did not, we went over this, remember?" I said.

Luke crossed his arms and grumbled to himself, but he knew he lost.

"So," I said, grabbing the book I got off the coffee table. "We are going to read Legend."

Luke squinted at the cover. "It's not a girly book, is it?"

"No," I answered. It's dystopian. That's the same genre as The Hunger Games."

Luke brightened. "I like The Hunger Games!"

I smiled. "I know you do. That's why I got this book. I heard it was good and thought you might like it."

"Okay, let's read it."

Luke pulled me into his side, where I rested my head on his chest and curled my feet up. He stretched his feet out onto the coffee table and held the book in his hands and began to read.

Luke had a nice reading voice, I thought as he went on. It was smooth and deep and comforting. I could listen to him for hours and could already feel myself falling asleep.

Just then, the door opened and I heard jingling noises as Finley walked in the door, her backpack slung over one shoulder. She walked in the room.

"You two are so cute," she said.

Luke glanced up from the book. "Go away, Finley."

"No," I protested, sitting up, causing Luke to make a noise of complaint. "You can stay," I smiled.

Finley dropped her backpack on the floor and lowered herself awkwardly into the armchair opposite us. "What's up, guys?

"We were just reading this book called Legend," I said excitedly. It truly was a good book; it had me hooked from the first sentence. "Its a really good series, have you read it?"

Finley smiled. "Yeah, it was a really good series, the ending of the last book hurt, though.

"Shh!" I slapped a hand over her mouth, determined not to get spoilers because honestly, if someone spoiled it for me, I would behead them. "Don't spoil the ending!"

Finley licked my hand, trying in vain to get me to remove my hand. I raised my eyebrows at her and she made some muffled sounds that I think were words she was trying to say.

"Licking my hand won't do anything," I said.

Too many times my brother had tried this very trick with me.

"You licked her hand?" Luke exclamed. "Ew, Finley, you can't just lick my girlfriend!"

"What, you don't want her spit?" I teased and removed my hand from Finley's mouth only to rub it over his lips.

Luke spluttered. "Ew! Allie! That's her spit! That's indirect kissing! Ew! Incest!" he pushed me off his lap and fled from the room, probably to scrub at his lips for a solid ten minutes.

Why, I'm not sure. He's probably had worse things over his lips.

I rolled my eyes when I heard him complain from the bathroom. "God, he's such a baby."

"Yeah," Finley said, tucking her hair behind her ear. Her response was too quiet.

I studied her face. She looked utterly exhausted, like she hadn't slept at all last night and her shirt was rumpled like she got caught in a stampede. "What's wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing," Finley said, looking kind of confused.

"You look tired and done with the world," I said. "It's a common look on college students."

She managed to crack a smile. "Well, I'm no college student, but Eli wasn't at school today."

I cocked an eyebrow. "The guy who's dick you were thinking about?"

Finley  rolled her eyes. "Yes, one. He wasn't at school today."

I clapped my hands together, making the connection. "And you missed the D!"

"No, I did not miss the D," she said flatly. "I was just... kind of lonely."

"Oh, I get it," I said, dropping the act that she wanted his dick. Finley had a crush. It was obvious. "You have a crush on him."

"Is it that obvious?" she ask desperately, blushing a little. 

I shook my head. "Well, Eli reminds me a lot of Luke, and Luke is an idiot, so Eli probably has no ie," I tried to comfort her.

 "What about me?"Luke asked, probably hearing his name. He sat down next to me and wrapped his arm around my shoulders.

"Nothing," I said, winking at Finley. "Just girl stuff."