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Rider checked his watch. “We have a while before we’re needed. I’ll contact Liam and Alex and ask them to return from watching the Gonzalez's house. I’d like them to keep watch on the drone footage feed. Those two can go in if they see we are in trouble. Sound good?”
“Who's going to watch the house then?" Paris asked.
"No one for now. I'm sorry, but we can't be everywhere at all times."
Rider faced the others. “Let’s plan to leave here at ten fifteen. That will give us time to get there and get in."
“Can do," they said.
“While I would love to have all of us eat together as a group, I don’t want to draw attention to four large men,” Rider said. “We should split up.”
Connolly saluted, and he, Mick, and Charley left.
Once back in their room, Rider faced both Grayson and Paris. “Anyone hungry?”
She laughed. “I’m always up for food. To be safe, we should pick a different restaurant than the last one.”
“You choose.”
“I can do that.”
* * *
The food at the small café two towns over had been quite good. Paris would have to remember that location for another time.
As soon as they returned to their motel room, she faced them. “We have some time before you guys have to head out. Anyone interested in a littlestress release?”
She figured Rider would balk since he appeared to think he was losing control when he was with her. If she made love with Grayson right in front of him, it would seem odd, but that was Rider’s problem—not hers. She hoped he’d change his mind and join them.
“Hell yeah,” Grayson said with a big grin. Grayson approached her, picked her up and fell onto the bed with her.
Paris laughed. As fun as it was, she wanted to give Rider a chance. “You joining us, Rider?”
“I need to take a nap before going out. I want to be sharp.”
That was about as bogus an excuse as she’d ever heard. Paris decided she’d make him regret that statement. She kissed Grayson and moaned. Paris leaned back and whispered in Grayson’s ear, “Are you up for a threesome if Rider is willing?”
He nearly jerked. “You can read minds now?”
She’d take that as a yes. “Possibly.”
“Where should I begin?” Grayson asked.
“I’ll take it from here,” Paris said as a plan formed in her mind.
Paris slipped off the bed and kept her back to Rider. She’d show him what he was missing. Not that she believed in this mate thing, but she was a fan of instant lust. When she and Rider were alone, he didn’t seem to be able to keep his hands to himself. True, she’d urged him, but he was a willing participant.
After kicking off her shoes, she slowly slid down her jeans by bending over slightly. Naturally, she wiggled her hips to entice both men.
“You go, girl,” Grayson said, his teeth sharpening and his eyes glowing.
Next, she removed her shirt and tossed it over her shoulder. Where it landed, she didn’t know. Hopefully, it sailed as far as Rider’s bed. As much as she wanted to look, she didn’t dare.
“Keep going,” Grayson urged. “I’m enjoying the show.”
So was she. Paris reached behind her and unhooked her bra. With great deliberation, she dragged the straps down her arms and then let it drop to the floor.
“Enough.” Grayson grabbed her and pulled her on top of him. His kiss was divine—slow, sensual, and full of promise. She lifted up. “You are overdressed."
