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“Whenever you want,” I gasped. “However you want…”
He kissed me again, swirling his hot tongue past my hungry lips. I sucked on it gently. Sifting my fingers into the mass of hair at the back of his head, I pulled him even harder against my face.
This is fucking CRAZY.
“I’m your girlfriend,” I said, when the kiss was finally broken. “I want to be your girlfriend…”
“You are.”
“And you’ll be my boyfriends,” I reiterated, as the butterflies exploded again. God, it all sounded so strange! So unreal, so foreign, so incredibly heat of the moment. “All of you. The three of you, together...”
I was bucking and grinding now, against his entire hand. Roderick’s mouth was locked tightly over my left breast. His hands were touching, cupping, caressing. His tongue was driving me crazy.
“My God,” I swore out loud. “You keep this up, I’m gonna co—”
“Shit. Oh SHIT.”
The words didn’t come from either of the guys alongside me. It came from the front seat.
“GOD DAMMIT!”
My eyes fluttered open, even as the car surged beneath me. Bryce was gunning the engine. Racing us recklessly up the driveway, hurtling the car toward the looming shape of Southhold Manor.
It took me only a split-second to see why.
“OH NO!”
Something was on fire.
Thirty-One
RODERICK
I flew from the car before it even rolled to a stop, and hit the ground running. Even so, Camden was ahead of me. He was always fast. Even before his training.
“Get the water!”
The blaze before us wasn’t the manor itself, thank fucking God. It seemed localized to a single pallet of material. A shipment of lumber brackets, used mainly for cross-bracing. Even so, it was a big one.
And it was right next to a half-dozen other pallets, filled with all sorts of similarly combustible materials.
“HURRY!”
Camden was already gone, sprinting out in a wide arc toward the nearest water hookup. I could only pray that a hose was still there. The crews working on the garden renovations had been moving them to the back of the construction site. If they hadn’t returned them…
The heat from the fire grew hotter as the flames licked the sky. With the wind picking up, it lit up the entire front of the mansion with a hellish, orange glow.
“Roderick!”
Karissa’s voice carried over the roar of the flames. I spun in a circle, unable to locate the source of her cries.
“WHERE ARE YOU?”
No answer. I peered again, but the smoke was making it difficult to see.
“KARISSA! WHER—”
Bryce ran up beside me, stopping just short of the burning pallet of lumber. His hands were opening and closing helplessly. The look in his eyes was murderous.
