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She was too busy wondering if she’d be caught humping the lighting director and Ace Hotel’s head chef during the afterparty of Owen and Callie’s wedding.
Luckily, Sparks spoke for her, tucking her arm under his so securely that she couldn’t have escaped if she wanted to. Not that she did.
Hell to the no. She was too curious and eager now.
“Yes, I just heard an owl. Love nature, blah, blah, blah. What’s next?”
She laughed and Sparks glanced down at her, lifting a brow. “I didn’t know you had a sarcastic side, Mr. Serious.” Playfully, she bumped his hip. “Of course I didn’t know you could kiss like that either, so surprises galore tonight, huh?”
Even in the low light from the tiki torches flaming around the pool, she saw how Sparks ducked his head. He was probably blushing too, and jeez, how sweet was that?
Better someone else blush than her, though she had a feeling she would be before long. She might not be sheltered, but tonight would be a whole new dimension.
“He keeps a lot under wraps.” Tristan lifted their joined hands to his mouth and kissed her knuckles. His pace didn’t lessen, as if he was headed to a certain location. As far as she was concerned, give her a flat surface and she was good to go.
She’d had the edge taken off earlier, or so she’d thought until Tris had introduced a whole new edge. Now her mind was spinning with possibilities.
Like…positions. Her brain was currently turning into a replica of the Kama Sutra. How many could they make it through before dawn?
Even as she tingled at the thought, that little niggle of reality tried to intrude. Again. Fucking reality. Screw that. So what if she was a little nervous? She could handle anything these two dished out. She damn well could.
Hopefully.
“Um, guys?” Her breathy question brought them both to a halt. Tris glanced back at her, and Sparks tightened his hold on her arm. “This is going to stay between us, right?”
Her older sister’s disapproving face flashed through her mind, followed swiftly by her parents. Then there was her band Warning Sign’s rep at Ripper Records, Lila Crandall, who had only agreed to sign Juliet once Margo had vouched for her. Margo was a member of the super huge band Oblivion as well as Lila’s best friend, so therefore she had enough cred to override the smudge of Juliet’s previous wild child ways.
How dare she actually go out and have a good time? God forbid.
So she’d agreed to keep her nose—and her other parts—clean for a while. It wasn’t that she wasn’t allowed to have sex, but she needed to keep a low profile. She was already known as someone who didn’t toe the line.
Any line, ever.
Threesome sex at a wedding with a roadie and a high profile chef wouldn’t really improve her rep.
The band was the most important thing in her life. Finally, she’d begun to find her place. Hers. One she was keeping all on her own.
True, being the younger sister of one of the members of Oblivion had given her an in, but now she was proving to everyone—including herself—that she belonged. She wouldn’t allow anything to jeopardize what she’d found, especially not fleeting pleasure.
Earth-shattering or not, no O was worth her risking losing herself again.
“No one can know,” she said into the silence. “No one. If that’s going to be a problem—”
“We’re your dirty secret.” Sparks gave her a tight-lipped smile. “Got it.”
“What he means,” Tris said smoothly, relinquishing her hand to take hold of her hips, “is that we grasp the need for discretion and feel the same.” He cocked a brow at Sparks, who’d shifted his head to stare off into the darkness. “We all get what this is. And what it isn’t.”
“Do we?” Sparks shot back. “Maybe you should clear it up for us then, so there’s no confusion.”
“Tonight, we’re fucking. That’s it.” Tris’s voice dropped so that the rough timbre skated over her exposed skin. Since she still wore only Tristan’s undershirt and her panties, there was a hell of a lot of exposure going on. That included between her thighs where she was sure she was soaking through the cotton. “Jules on top of me while she sucks your dick. Jules sucking me while you fuck her from behind. Her thighs around my head while you fuck her tits.” He ran his tongue along the inside of his lower lip while she fought not to shudder. “For a start.”
Sparks said nothing. He also didn’t let go of her arm.
She couldn’t speak. Couldn’t even think beyond all of...that.
Was she that woman? Could she be that woman, one capable of satisfying two men while making sure she was getting satisfied as well?
Could she do that and just walk away once the daylight came?
