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“Maybe he wanted you to see…”
“Maybe. It doesn’t matter. I’m going to find the hottest guy I can tonight and take him up to my room and make him help me forget all about Channing asshole Rexford. But first,” she grabs my hand, “let’s dance.”
I follow her lead, and the two of us dance like we’re just two girls at a party.
Not two girls who are captive in a twisted game.
The music pumps through my body. Sasha snakes her body around mine, positioning me right in front of Bexley. Brook is vying for his attention, but he doesn’t take his eyes off me. Heat burns in his gaze as he watches my every move. It’s sweet torture having him watch me so brazenly, knowing that he wants me but can’t have me. Part of me enjoys that I’m teasing him, taunting him.
Brook notices that she no longer has his attention and storms off. Good riddance. Bexley sinks into the shadows, leaning up against the wall. But he doesn’t take his eyes off me as Sasha and I continue dancing together. I can feel him undressing me with his eyes, his intimate stare an imitation of his lips on my skin. Heat pools in my stomach, my core throbbing with need.
I want him.
I want him so freaking much.
Even after he betrayed me with Brook, I can’t help the way I feel.
But it’s impossible.
I force myself to turn away from him, and when I finally glance back over my shoulder, he’s gone.
Cade doesn’t resurface from the den. Sasha warned me not to go in there, but I can’t resist. I want to know what the guy who claims to want me so badly does when I’m not around.
I’m hardly surprised to find him fucking a girl while she sucks Ashton’s cock. They have her balanced over the back of a chair, her dress bunched around her hips as Cade pounds into her so hard it makes me wince.
“You shouldn’t snoop,” a voice from the shadow says. “You might not like what you find.” Channing steps out of the darkness and hisses under his breath when he peeks into the room. He moves around me and closes the door, forcing me to take a step back. “He wouldn’t want you to see that.”
“Does it matter?”
“No, but it doesn’t change the fact that he still wouldn’t want you to see.”
“I suppose I should feel disappointed or jealous… but I only feel relief,” I confess.
“He knows he can’t touch you yet. Not in the way he wants.” Channing gives me a dark look. “Go back to the party, Mia.”
“You’re not like them, are you?”
“It’s complicated.”
“Even more complicated now Alex is an Electi? You don’t have to be one of them now he’s here. You and Sasha can—”
“Don’t.” The word rumbles in his chest. “You should go. And Mia?” I nod. “Try to stay out of trouble.”
I go back to the other side of the house to find Sasha, but when I do, she’s making out with some guy, practically dry humping him against the wall. With everyone distracted, I slip out of the party and upstairs. This part of the house is off-limits unless you’re Electi or one of their guests staying here. The silence is deafening, my heart crashing in my chest as I kick off my shoes and scoop them up. My dress feels nonexistent now it’s just me and this big, unforgiving house.
I make it to the first floor and glance down the hall to where Sasha’s room is. But I didn’t come up here to sleep, not yet. Instead, I tiptoe down the hall leading to Cade’s room. But a voice stops me in my tracks.
“What are you doing, little mouse?”
My eyes flutter closed at the sound of Bexley’s voice. “Go away, Bexley,” I sigh.
“No can do, mouse. I live here now, remember.”
I turn slowly to find his eyes hooded. “You’re drunk,” I observe, searching his face for signs that he’s more than just drunk.
He takes a step forward, taking the air with him, and my breath catches in my throat.
“Bexley, don’t do this. Not here. Not now.”
