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“Phenomenal,” Booker purrs, taking my hand and kissing it.
Gage just grunts, which is practically a love declaration from him. Then I look at Archer, almost nervous again, despite the dark, hungry look he is giving me. He runs his hand over his lips as he seems to debate me, then his finger comes out in a twirl gesture, so I grit my teeth and comply. When I face him again, he smiles, slow and dirty.
“It won’t be just the jewels we are stealing tonight.”
I almost fall at the promise in his voice and the intention in his eyes.
“Let me help you into the heels,” Eric insists, pushing Booker out of the way. Lifting my leg, he presses my bare foot to his chest, kissing along the skin as I watch breathlessly. He plucks a gunmetal grey, diamond studded heel from behind him before he slowly slides it onto my foot. He ties the strings around my leg before kissing my ankle and doing the same to the other.
When he’s done, I’m panting and seriously regretting my decision not to wear any underwear.
I can feel my cheeks heating and my desire pounding through me as fast as a heartbeat, so I turn away to gather my composure. “Here,” Archer murmurs, and when I look back, he’s holding a velvet box in his hand. “These aren’t stolen,” he says before I can ask. “We bought them. It’s the first time we have ever bought jewels.” He grins, and when he slowly opens the lid of the velvet jewellery box, I swallow. There, nestled in silk, is a stunning pair of dangling silver earrings with red garnets and a matching necklace. “It’s not like the jewellery we found at your place, but we hope you like it. It’s nothing fancy like you can afford.”
Is Archer nervous?
“I love it,” I tell him softly, needing them to know that. The only jewellery I own is what others have given to me. I never buy any myself, and for them to go out and buy this? It seals my throat. “The jewellery you found is what friends gave me on the streets. I treasure it because it’s important and holds memories, not because of a price tag. I will treasure these just as much, because it doesn’t need to be diamonds to be beautiful,” I murmur as I turn again. “Will you put them on me please?”
There’s a brief hesitation before his rough fingers stroke aside the hair and then slowly fasten the necklace around my neck, his fingers lingering there as I turn. We’re so close, we are almost chest to chest, yet his eyes never leave my face as he carefully plucks out an earring. I turn my head, keeping my eyes locked on his, as he slips it into my ear and fastens it, and then does the same with the other. The whole moment is so erotic and heightened with sexual tension, sparks are practically flying from our skin, and it seems we are not the only ones who think that.
“Fucking hell, I’m getting a boner from just watching you two,” Eric says with a groan. “As hot as it would be to watch you fuck, we need to get going.”
Archer’s face shuts down, but not before I see a flash of need that has me licking my lips again. Stepping back, he clears his throat. “Yes, let’s get going.”
“Are you going in that?” I ask, looking at their jeans.
“Don’t be silly.” Eric grins, taking my arm and guiding me from the room. “We will change closer to the location so we don’t stick out or wrinkle our suits. We only have one,” he teases before leaning down. “But feel free to rip it off me later and ride me in that dress and those jewels.”
Fucking hell.
I try to focus on the mission, but that’s all I can see now as they help me into one of the two cars. We are taking the Jag and the Jeep, hoping they blend in. I take the front seat of the Jag with Gage, while the others climb in the Jeep, and as we pull away from the farmhouse, I try to focus on the mission and not their dirty comments.
We leave early, since we have to make it to the outskirts of London. Luckily, the estate is in the middle of nowhere, and let’s face it, no one expects me, so I have no doubt we can blend right in. The rich are so cocky, they don’t expect anyone to try anything. Hell, the last time I went, they didn’t even have security at the door, thinking theirsecretparties were safe.
When we are a half hour out, the moon now guiding the way, we pull over so they can change. I watch them as much as I can through the side mirror, the Jeep’s lights winding across their bodies as they change on the roadside. I stay inside the car, and when Gage slips back in behind the wheel in a suit, I can’t help but swallow hard. I force my eyes forward instead of on the black material stretching across his impressive chest and muscles. The fact that his hair is slicked back and his face is almost clean-shaven is driving me crazy. Gage wild and leathered up? Sexy as hell, but Gage in a suit?
Killer.
And I’m having a hard time remembering why I ever hated him, until he looks over at me and grumbles, “Like your men pretty, baby?”
So he noticed me staring.
Eyes narrowed in anger, I lean in and lick his ear, unable to help myself. “No, I prefer them covered in mud.”
The growl he lets out before he slams his lips to mine will stick with me forever. He destroys my mouth, making my kiss his, and all too soon pulls back. He leaves me breathless and so turned on, I shift in the leather seat. “I’ll remember that too,” he vows. “Now let’s go see how much you truly are one of us.”
“Let’s,” I snap, annoyed he still doubts me.
As we manoeuvre back onto the winding country road, I can’t help but second-guess myself as well though. I’m letting them into my world of silver-tongued snakes and the elite. Can I really keep them safe? Keep them hidden?
And why does the thought that we might get caught fill me with such…adrenaline and need?
Need to be like them.
A Robin Hood in a mask.
