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"Not likely."
"If you'd let me hook you up with someone, we could find out."
"And that's our cue to leave you two alone," Mya says, taking my hand and pulling me away from the squabbling twins.
"Was that about to turn into a major bitch fest or something?"
"No, I just needed an excuse to have you all to myself." Tugging my hand, Mya leads the way down one hall, then another, a set of stairs, and into a room that has a bed and nothing else in it.
"And whose room is this?" I ask as I shut and lock the door behind me.
"This is the presidential suite. It's where Max sleeps when he drinks too much and can't drive back to his place."
Chuckling at the sparse room as I toe off my boots, I can't help but revel in the irony. If Max sleeps here, these are his accommodations. Not exactly the best room in the house.
Not that I care. Mya's dress just hit the dull brown carpet, and my girl isn't wearing anything underneath.
"Someone's extra naughty tonight. No bra or underwear?" I say as I stalk toward her, not that she's moving. We agreed, no more running.
"Well, I wasn't sure if we'd be able to get a room, or if you'd need easy access tonight. I came prepared."
Mya takes her time unbuttoning the shirt she loves so much followed by my jeans. She falls to her knees in front of me, taking me into her mouth, and I let out a soft groan as I bump into the back of her throat.
"This is going to be over quick if you keep that up," I warn her. When she doesn't say anything, I look down to see her frozen in place.
That's when I hear the voices outside the door.
"Why is it locked? Where is your key."
Shit.
Max is outside.
And it appears he has company with him. If the expression on her face is any indication, she knows exactly who's on the other side of the door.
When I hear the jingle of keys, I snag the blanket off the bed and cover Mya's naked body just as the door pushes open and in walks Max, with a Zeta hot on his heels.
My hands are covering my dick. Mya's still kneeling on the ground, wrapped in a blanket. Max is growling at me. And his date looks like she's about to cry.
No one speaks as Max shuts the door behind them, the tension in the room growing by the second. Mya finally pushes off the ground, adjusting the blanket to keep herself covered. She hands me my underwear, and our unexpected company turns to give me a chance to cover myself.
As they turn back around, I hear the countdown to midnight begin.
Ten.
Nine.
Eight.
"Mya, please don't say anything. Cleo will kill me."
Six.
Five.
"I, uh, okay," she agrees, her shock starting to wear off.
Three.
