Page 32 of Wicked Union


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My cheeks flushed. “You know about the list?”

I hadn’t told Rhys. Only Cole knew about it, and he hadn’t said a word since he walked out of the game room and left me crying on the floor.

What the fuck?

I didn’t want anyone else to know about the list. In fact, I regretted even making it. That stupid thing killed my friendship with Cole. But so far, my plan to make Cole jealous by using Rhys was working. I could tell our dates bothered him, and every time Rhys kissed me, I thought about Cole. I pretended his hands and tongue were on my body.

Rhys tightened his grip on my hand and flashed one of his signature smirks. “It’s my job to know everything about you, princess.”

“You sound like Cole when you say it like that.”

Cole groaned beside me, yanking on my hand to guide the way out of the house. “I don’t sound like that.” He held open the Ferrari passenger door for me. “Get in the car.”

I slipped into the car, and Cole shut the door.

“You always say I’m a job.”

He rounded the car and pulled open the driver’s side door. “I don’t mean it like that, Grace.”

Rhys hopped into the backseat. “Lighten up, Marshall. It wouldn’t kill you to let go for once.”

“Why do you think I let you talk me into going to the pier?” Cole started the engine, his eyes on Rhys in the rearview mirror. “For the record, we’re making a horrible mistake taking Grace out in public. It’s too risky to let anyone see her.”

I raised an eyebrow at Rhys. “You talked Cole into letting me leave the house?”

He winked. “Don’t say I never did anything for you, princess.”

“Thank you,” I mouthed as we drove off the property.

Ten minutes later, we arrived at the pier in Beacon Bay, which had games, rides, and concession stands. We walked down the boardwalk, and I drank in the saltiness of the bay, taking in my surroundings.

Kids played games with their parents. Some people shot darts and basketballs, while others were engaged in water gun races. I’d never seen anything like it. Most of my childhood was spent indoors.

No games.

No fun.

I loved it here.

The fond memories of my time in Devil’s Creek would stay with me forever. Memories I made with Cole and Rhys. Watching movies under the stars with the waves crashing on the beach. Our lazy days by the pool. Dirty Truth or Dare.

My first kiss.

Rhys must have asked me on a date because he knew about the list. He made my dreams come true and gave me what Cole denied me.

We stopped in front of a Ferris wheel that lit up the sky, the bright lights shining in the darkness. Dozens of people waited in line, but Cole cut ahead, bringing me with him.

He spoke to the man running the wheel in a hushed tone, patted him on the back, and stuffed money into his hand. We never waited for anything. When people in town saw Cole, doors opened for him. Being a Founder had its perks. People respected the Marshalls as much as they feared their power.

After the wheel spun again, a gondola stopped in front of us. People tumbled out from it, laughing. Cole tipped his head and gestured for me to follow. With Rhys on my tail, he grabbed my ass, never missing an opportunity to touch me.

Anyone looking at the three of us must have thought I was dating two men. I wasn’t opposed to the idea. Rhys and Cole were both tempting. The kind of men I could see myself having a future with.

We got into a gondola that was large enough to fit four people on each side. I took the seat to my right, and surprisingly, Cole and Rhys sat beside each other. They kept their distance, hands on their spread thighs.

My gaze flicked between these delicious men who sparked a naughty desire in me. Silence hung between us as we made our way up to the top. Their eyes roamed my body until they settled on my face.

We hadn’t moved from the top, not even an inch. I glanced over the side, my stomach knotting at the steep drop to the ground.

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