Page 66 of The Lost Melody


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“Do I need to get dressed for this?” I ask in return, pushing my fingers into his hair to massage his scalp.

“Hmm, why does that feel so good… No, you don’t need to be dressed,” he says, sounding amused.

“Then yes, you can tell me anything, and I won’t judge. The smell of food is going to draw people I’m not sleeping with though, so I should get dressed soon,” I say, with a smile.

Orion huffs out a laugh, lifting those beautiful green eyes up to me. He still looks a little nervous, though. “I’m a virgin, so you’re going to get a lot of my firsts, beautiful. Are you okay with that?”

Derek hums to himself as he drains the pasta, I think to ensure that we have the illusion of privacy.

“I am absolutely honored to be part of your firsts,” I tell him honestly with a wide smile, even as my eyes threaten to prick with tears.

I’m going to blame the post orgasm adrenaline crash on this one. This man just surprises me at every turn.

“Good,” he murmurs, kissing me as he grabs my leggings to help me into them. Orion smugly pockets my panties and I can’t help but laugh.

The three of us play it cool as the kitchen fills with people, even though Derek smirks when Roark’s nose twitches.

Ror pulls me into his arms as dinner is moved to the dining room, taking a bite of the bread I’m now snacking on.

“You’re a bad girl, and I fucking love it,” he growls as he kisses me quickly before pushing me out of the kitchen.

If I thought that was all I’d hear, I’m sadly mistaken, because he cracks his hand across my ass.

Yelping, I hear very masculine laugher, my cheeks heating now as I walk in, rubbing my ass.

Orion

Holy shit, I find myself more and more obsessed with this girl every day. I love the way Derek made sure to take care of Lennon, while still instructing me on how to make her scream for me.

I’m riding the high of what we did together, and am in an incredibly good mood. Which is why I don’t freak when Greg clears his throat as he takes a bite of bread.

“I’m so happy not to be surviving entirely on fast food on this mission,” he groans happily.

I watch him warily, because he’s not one for small talk.

Lennon takes a bite of pasta and sighs happily. Derek mentioned she was craving it, which is why we’re having this. Greg better not fuck up her appetite.

“Lennon, I need your help with something,” he says, causing her to snap her eyes up to his.

She finishes her bite, brows raised. “What’s up?” she asks.

“We have a loose end, and I think she’ll respond best to you,” Greg begins. “Prescott Jones is still in our custody, refusing to talk to anyone. No one has been able to find Carrie or Grant as of yet, and I really think she’ll talk to you if you go in. What do you think?”

Lennon pales, putting her fork down, and now is when I want to stab Greg. “Oh,” she whispers. “I mean, yeah. I knew this could be a possibility, and if I can get her to talk to me, I’m in. Even if it’s to scream at me, I’m sure she’ll still spill her secrets.”

Turner grunts at this, his expression stony and worried. Derek has told me stories about this Prescott girl, and my fingers twitch with the need to make her scream in a very different way than I did Lennon.

“Is this necessary?” Roark asks, eyes on Lennon.

“No… but it’ll help us find them sooner. I want to move you to South Carolina soon, so you can start to make a semblance of a life again. This safe house is great, but y’all need more space,” Greg chuckles, and I swear my ears pinken.

He totally knows what we did. Greg has a radar for when anything fun is happening. He’s caught Derek and I kissing several times. Such a damn voyeur.

“I’ll do it,” Lennon volunteers, raising her hands when Turner and Roark open their mouths. “I can handle it, and there will be someone monitoring us, right?”

“Yes, I’ll be there,” Greg agrees. “It’s been almost a month, and the fuckers keep evading us. It’s pissing me the fuck off.”

Lennon nods. “You need to get laid, Greg,” she says innocently and he snorts. “I want to do this, so we have a shot at finding them. Prescott doesn’t bother me as much now that I know who was controlling her. Let’s do this as soon as possible. I believe my sister is performing near South Carolina soon, and I want to see her.”

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