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“Oh, and thank you for the room. I mean, the presidential suite—”
“Yeah, no, that wasn’t my doing. We spent all our money on a house. When the West brothers heard we were getting married here, they basically bought the whole hotel and told us we could use the venue for free. Holly, we saved hundreds of thousands of dollars because of that. So, if you’re in the presidential suite, it makes sense; you’re their little stepsister. You’re family even though you’re not related.”
“Right.” That was all Holly could manage. She was family. Well, she was moving out of that room as soon as she got back, and she was moving into Greg’s room. Speaking of Greg, when she saw him enter the hall, a sigh of relief washed over her.
“Greg’s here,” she said a little too enthusiastically.
“What? You and Greg? Again?” Caroline asked, frowning, then her attention shifted when Robbie beckoned for her, tapping on an imaginary watch on his wrist. “We’re about to start. You’re going to love this. Remember, have fun.”
Holly made her way to Greg but stopped dead in her tracks when Greg was immediately cordoned off by none other than Kingston, Nolan, and Fletcher.
Argh.
Did they really think this was going to work the whole night?
“Attention, friends!” Robbie’s voice rang out. “Welcome to our Sexy Spectacle Party.”
“Woohoo!” Caroline cheered, and everyone else did the same. “So, because Robbie and I are so fucking in love with each other, we decided to combine our bachelor and bachelorette parties to make it the most debauched party of the century,” Caroline said, raising her glass.
“Now, because we only invited our favorite single friends who aren’t really related to each other, we decided to have a clothes-on orgy. What that means is that you get to entertain us with your deviant selves, and we get to watch. Huh? Sounds fun, right?”
The guests cheered loudly.
“This is how it’s going to work. You get to pick three cards from this bowl. And then you get to write a person’s name on that card that you want to do the thing for. Easy. Now, I know you lot. Some of you are raunchy for others, so go wild. And please remember to keep your clothes on. Let the Sexy Spectacle begin.”
Right.
Holly would usually think of herself as boring, but she wasn’t. She was game, and she was going to play. She already knew whose name she was going to put on her cards.
After fishing in the bowl, she found her three cards.
A hickey on the right side of your neck.
A kiss on your lips.
A hickey on the left side of your neck.
She could totally do all three of them.
It was no secret whose name she wrote down on the cards. Greg. Greg. Greg.
Feeling confident, she even put her purse away in a personal locker. She didn’t need her stones. She got this on her own.
~~~***~~~
It didn’t require much stealth work to change the name on the cards she had chosen. As Fletcher and his two bonded brothers looked at the name she had scribbled on the card, something became inherently clear to them.
No man was ever going to touch her.
Not because they were overprotective stepbrothers, but because she belonged to them. From the moment she blinked at them, bit her lip, and promptly fell over into the pool, she was theirs.
They may have tiptoed around it, not wanting to analyze things further, but the truth was, they had no idea what they would have done if she started dating when they’d met her. Probably quietly kill her boyfriend off. They were more than capable of doing that.
“She’s ours,” Nolan said as he wrote his name on the card.
“Or she’ll continue to drive us fucking nuts,” Kingston growled, printing his name on one of her cards.
Fletcher took a deep breath and wrote his name down too.
