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Her arms flew toward me, her hands clamping around my waist as if keeping me upright when I was completely steady on my feet.

I’d only had two beers.

I’d ended up frying the eggs and hashbrowns when everyone else had become too tipsy to bother.

I’d somehow taken on the role of cleaner, cook, and guardian.

Not that that role was new to me.

Even at fifteen, I’d done my best for my sister and parents. Happily pulling my weight as we hid from death that stalked us.

Our eyes met, and I had the sneaky suspicion that it wasn’t me Rita was trying to hold up, but herself.

Stepping back a little, I broke her hold on me and shoved Neri’s present deep into my cargo pocket. I winced as the spikes of the spiny frog shell Neri had given me the night I’d saved her life warned that that pocket was already occupied.

“You off to bed too?” I asked, listening to the night chorus of bugs, birds, and whatever else lived in this damn jungle.

She hiccupped and licked her lips. She’d slipped into an oversized light pink hoodie and it slipped off her right shoulder, revealing she’d removed her bikini...or had it stripped off, thanks to losing at poker.

“Is that a proposition?” she asked. “I’d happily crawl into bed with you.”

My heart leapt but I locked my knees and tried to be as gentle and as polite as I could. My mother would have expected nothing less. “You’re a lovely girl, Rita, but—”

“Hey, we said we’d ask him together.” Molly growled, stepping from the darkness and linking her arm with Rita’s. She winked at me, swaying a little as alcohol affected her balance and judgement. The grey sweater dress she wore barely skimmed below her ass.

“Ask me what?” I asked, wariness colouring my tone.

Across the campsite, Joel, Gareth, and Hadleigh had dragged their sleeping bags into the back of Joel’s Ute. They chuckled and traded a bottle of bourbon between them.

Whatever this group of inebriated teens would do tonight was not my problem.

The moment Neri returned from brushing her teeth, I was shoving her inside the tent and zipping it up tight until morning.

The guys laughed again, pointing at something in the bush surrounding us.

They didn’t seem to care that the girls were with me, looking me up and down as if starving for a second meal.

“We wondered if you wanted to go to the beach with us.” Molly tripped forward, dark hair swinging, her eyes slightly glazed but also sharp with determination. “You don’t have to swim if you don’t want to. We actually have a much better idea than swimming.”

Rita stepped into me, running her finger down my chest. “Have you ever had a threesome, Aslan?”

I jerked as her fingers traced my waistband and boldly followed the zipper down the front of my crotch.

Snatching her wrist, I pulled her hand away. “No, and I don’t plan on—”

“Oh, come on.” Molly pressed against my side, kissing my ear and running her tongue down my neck.

I convulsed.

It was the only word I could use.

A full-body convulsion thanks to the slippery, intoxicating sensation of her tongue on my skin.

Fuck.

“Ooo, are you that sensitive?” She licked me again. “That’s good to know.”

My eyes snapped closed despite my control.

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