The girls exchanged a quick, conspiratorial glance, silent agreement passing between them. Rae leaned forward first, grabbing Trey by the front of his shirt, pulling him close. Her lips met his in a deliberate, teasing kiss. Del didn’t hesitate—she mirrored the move, yanking Elijah toward her with the same boldness.
Trey let out a low, startled laugh, but didn’t pull away. Instead, he caught Rae’s waist, lifting her slightly to settle her on his lap, hands resting possessively on her hips. Elijah followed suit, guiding Del onto his own lap with a smirk that matched hers.
Will blinked, slightly stunned for a moment before Remi leaned forward, gripping his shirt and pressing her lips to his. Will’s initial surprise melted quickly into a grin, his arms wrapping around her to pull her flush
