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My insides clenched. You’d think after five years I’d get used to not remembering things. But these last couple of weeks had been excruciating, feeling like I was on the edge of something, but not able to understand what the “something” was.
The aroma of breakfast grew stronger as I reached the bottom of the stairs, and my stomach churned with a mix of hunger and apprehension, wishing there was a way to sneak out unnoticed. But it looked like the front door of the place was on the other side of the kitchen.
There was no way butthrough,evidently.
Taking a deep breath, I stepped into the kitchen, my eyes widening at how…fancy it was. I guess I should have expected that though, with how nice Carter’s bedroom had been. The kitchen had sleek gray marble countertops, stainless steel appliances, and a large island in the center surrounded by leather barstools.
It was the nicest kitchen I’d ever seen…but it couldn’t hold my attention compared to the three guys in it—Carter, Jack, and Sebastian.
Who were all shirtless.
Carter, with his chiseled jawline and a scattering of dark tattoos across his broad chest, was leaning against the island, sipping a cup of coffee. His dark hair was still tousled in a way that screamed "just out of bed," and his warm emerald eyes were full of mischief as he stared at me.
Knowingly. Like he knew what I sounded like when I came.
Which he did.
Jack was by the stove, expertly flipping a pancake. His ash-blond hair fell in disheveled waves, his sculpted back and arms flexed with each graceful movement, and I felt a little dazzled at the sight.
Sebastian was snacking on a piece of bacon from a plate piled high in front of him on the island. His dark blond hair was slightly mussed, and I got caught staring at his tattoos. One of them said “Princess.”
A flash of jealousy coursed through me thinking of another girl’s nickname on his body.
That was weird.
His dark blue eyes met mine, and a smile tugged at the corners of his lips.
Is this what it felt like to be high?
My thoughts swirled in a dizzying mix of desire and admiration as I struggled to form coherent sentences. My cheeks felt like they were on fire, and my pulse was racing. I was also embarrassingly wet between my thighs. The three of them like this was too much.
Just think about what it would be like if they were all naked.
It was as if the kitchen was really a siren's den, and I’d been hopelessly ensnared.
Do not embarrass yourself anymore,I screamed internally.
“We would have let you sleep longer, but we have practice. Didn’t want you waking up somewhere unfamiliar…” Jack said, sounding like he’d cut himself off.
“Umm, thanks for that,” I murmured as Sebastian handed me a cup of…chai. A steaming cup of chai tea. I stared at it for a moment before taking a sip.
Yep, I still really liked it.
But how on earth would they have known that?
I glanced at Sebastian suspiciously, but he was back to chomping on a piece of bacon, definitely not on the edge of his seat about whether I was a coffee or tea drinker.
“Grab a plate, babe,” Carter said, that stupid, hot grin still on his face, like he meant every word out of his mouth as a tease.
“Thanks,” I murmured, rubbing at my forehead, my hangover headache still thrashing through me.
“And here’s some Advil,” Carter said, handing me a bottle.
“That obvious, huh?” I groaned as I grabbed the pill bottle and poured some into my hand.
“You’ve been playing it pretty cool, but there was no way you weren’t going to have a headache after last night,” said Jack casually as he flipped another pancake expertly.
I bit down on my lip, almost jumping when I realized Sebastian was staring at my lip like it had personally offended him. I released it and he sighed, tearing into another piece of bacon while still staring way too intensely at me.
