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My mouth opens, meaning to let words pass my lips, but none come. My treacherous brain has picked this moment to empty of all thoughts, except of course, memories of last night.
A knock comes at the door and Ezekiel turns to look at it. "That will be Jackson with your card."
I hurry to step back, ignoring the chuckles I hear from both of them as I shut the door.
"I have to get out of here," I murmur to myself.
What the hell was I thinking even speaking to them, walking to the door naked? I was asking for nothing but trouble. I want their type of trouble, so badly. I hear voices talking outside my door, as I search for my dress, only to remember that my dress is laying on the floor...in the living room, for Jackson to see. I groan as I close my eyes and shake my head.
My eyes open when I hear the door shut again, then a knock comes at my door. I narrow my eyes at it, because I don't know how, but even the knock is like a damn smirk. Must be fucking Jeremiah. I, at least, have enough sense to wrap a sheet around myself before I open the door this time. And when I do, it's to Jeremiah standing there, holding my clothes in a neat pile in one of his hands. Dress at the bottom, panties on the top. Purposely, I'm sure. His eyes go to the sheet wrapped at my breasts and he tsks.
"A shame to cover such a beautiful body."
I completely ignore the heat that rushes through me and ask, "Where's my card?"
He nods behind him. "Zek has it."
"Of course, he does. You two are always playing some type of game."
His brows furrow then, expression becoming more sincere. "What game are we playing with you?"
"How many times can we get her into bed?"
He shakes his head. "I don't know why you would think that. We've been trying to get you to even stay in a room with us for more than three minutes for months.”
His words confuse the hell out of me, even as they make me want more of them. It's easier for me to just assume they want nothing but sex, so that I can pretend the same. I take the clothes from him and shut the door in his face. I try and get my mind together as I quickly dress. I need to get my card and go. I need to get out of this room that smells like them and away from their smirks and laughs.
I damn near tear the door open and ignore them sitting there, watching me as I stomp over to my shoes. I step into them, grab my purse beside them, and look at Ezekiel.
"Card, please."
"Give me a kiss for it."
My face scrunches up. "I haven't even brushed my teeth."
He chuckles. "Fine. A kiss whenever I want it then, and the card is yours."
I walk over to him, taking the top of the card in my hand, but he doesn't release it.
"Whenever I come to claim my kiss, you have to give it," he iterates. "No matter where we are, or who's around."
My brows furrow as I look between him and Jeremiah, trying to figure out if he's serious.
"Fine."
He lets the card go, and I walk to the door without another word. But of course, before I leave the room, Jeremiah has to get one last word in.
"See you at the pool, beautiful."
The walk across the hallway seems to take forever and it takes three tries for me to get the card in correctly. I hurry into my room and shut the door behind me, putting my back to it while taking a deep breath.
"Fuck," I huff out.
I fucked up. I shouldn't have spent the night with them. And I damn sure shouldn't want to do it again.
I go into the shower, hoping the scalding water can ease my mind some, but it does nothing, especially not when I look down and see their marks on me. Their sexy marks, making me want to go right back across the hall and beg them for more. I order breakfast to my room and wait until the very last minute possible to go down to the pool, hoping to avoid running into Ezekiel and Jeremiah when they leave their room. The ride down in the elevator seems to be over far too soon and the doors open.
I walk through the lobby, towards where I can see people from the wedding gathered around the pool. Servers are already putting dishes in front of people, so I hurry to go to where Sophie and Law are sitting, Charlotte, Jackson, and Shawn to their left. Those cocky bastards to their right. And of course, my seat is right in between them. I'm starting to feel set up.
