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“What about you?” I play with Silas’s hair. “It’s been over four months since you were with us. What have you been up to?”
It’s not jealousy. I truly want him to be okay.
“I’ve been up to no one,” he says. “Been taking some time to myself and giving y’all time to get your shit together.”
“Sure have been spending lots of time at my gallery.” Redix jumps in. “Wouldn’t have anything to do with a gorgeous blonde artist in residence, would it?”
Redix has several artists he’s sponsoring. They moved to the island and give demonstrations in his gallery, where they feature their unique talents. Come to think of it, Silas does spend a lot of time there.
Silas grins back. “I might’ve invited a few artists to come tonight.”
“What?” Redix sits up. “Dude, they work for me. They can’t come to a sex club where I’ll be fucking. I’m their boss.”
“So?” Silas replies.
“So, that’s inappropriate if not illegal.” Redix yanks his hand through his strands. “This is a hashtag me too situation.”
I sit back and love this—these two finally having a little fight.
“No, it’s not,” Silas replies. “I invited them. They’re my guests, and they don’t have to come. And the whole world has seen you fuck. Several times.”
“Help me out here.” Redix looks at me. “Am I fucked?”
“You’re gonna be.” I tickle my fingertips down his bare chest. “By me and him. And y’all are so cute in this first fight.” I look at Silas. “You must be into one of them to get him pissed off like this.”
“Maybe.” Silas won’t stop smiling. “Or maybe I want everyone to see who I love and how I love, and if they can accept me after that, then great.”
“See.” I look back at Redix. “He did it for you. For us. Now kiss and make up.”
Silas leans across me, way too eager to comply. Redix leans in for his kiss, and my view from the middle warms my heart and wets my sex.
“And by the way.” Redix lifts my chin to his lips as the limo parks outside the nondescript brick building. “I hired a photographer.” His lips dust over mine. “So I’ll always be able to remember my very dirty thirty with my future wife.”
I’m almost naked under this faux fur coat, but don’t feel the mild winter air. I’m too hot for this as Silas pulls the door open for me, and Redix holds my hand as we walk in.
The night is incredible. Our small group of friends and a larger group of trusted club members are here, and who gives a hell? Everyone wears states of dress in whatever rocks their socks, and I’m standing with two stars of the show tonight.
Stacey and her three guys? Holy fuck, that’s a story right there.
“How are you?” I kiss her cheek but still worry. We talk like we’re at the coffee shop and not holding martinis at a sex club. “Your life’s been turned upside down since Gentry’s arrest.”
“Please. The paperwork isn’t even a pain in the ass,” she replies. “As long as he’s gone for good, all thanks to you, I do not dare complain.”
“Yeah, I see who’s been buttering your biscuit,”—I raise my glass to her—“all three of them. I wouldn’t be complaining either.”
“You’re one to talk.” She laughs. “Fucking those two men.” She points to Silas and Redix, talking with Luca but smiling our way. “That’s gotta be hotter than three rabbits fucking in a wool sock on an August day.”
I hug her, laughing and not giving a damn I’m in fuck-me lingerie, and she’s wearing a Lily Pulitzer dress with pearls like a proper tease. Because I know she’s not wearing panties under that short hem.
“Besides.” She squeezes me back. “It’s your birthday, and we’re gonna watch you enjoy it.”
“You’re gonna watch?”
“No offense, but hell yes, I’m watching Redix Dean fuck.” She points to the stage at the top of the room. That’s when I first notice the bed draped in black sheets in the middle of it. “And with Silas looking like his twin, girl, if you need help, I got your back. It’s the least I can do.”
“Thank you for the offer. But I’m happy to get used to this. I’m marrying one of them in May.”
“And I’ll be cheering that on, too.”
