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I slow my pace, and she sags against me, a soft groan tumbling from her lips. I run my nose over her neck and inhale her sweet scent. My cock pulses, and the desire to make her moan my name while I fill her with my cum consumes me. She has some kind of fucking hold on me that I can’t seem to break. I slide my free hand between her thighs and swirl my fingertips over her swollen clit.
“West,” she rasps. “I love you.”
My heart cracks open.Fucking liar.I rock my hips, driving deeper into her tight, hot cunt. “Why did you have to be so fucking perfect for us?” My instincts take over, and I get lost in the feel of her in my arms.
She’s too busy soaking me with her release and squeezing me like she’ll never let me go to answer.Fucking liar.As soon as the last drop of cum drips out of me, I pull out and zip up my pants, but her hand on my arm stops me before I can walk out. “Are you sleeping in here tonight?” She looks at me with eyes full of the emotion she just spoke of, and the pieces of my heart tremble, desperate to be pieced back together. If only the one person who held those pieces hadn’t turned out to be an illusion.
“I can’t. Too much to do before tomorrow.”
The look of disappointment that settles over her face appears so real that I almost buy it. “Well, I’m really looking forward to the launch.” She expertly trades her dejected expression for one of pride. “It’s so huge for you guys. It’s huge for the magazine.”
“Yeah. Huge. Get some sleep.”
ChapterForty-One
LILY
Islick on a final coat of lipstick and check my reflection in the mirror. Smiling to myself, I smooth my hands over the fabric of the same red dress I wore the night I met the guys at Marché de Viande. It seemed only fitting to wear it tonight. Like we’ve come full circle. I guess we have.
Butterflies swirl in my stomach. Establishing Hellsgate Media is akin to conquering the world, and I’m so proud of them. And if I’m honest, the shy high school nerd with braces is also excited beyond belief to be their guest for the evening.
And after tonight, I will put on my big girl pants and initiate a conversation about ourarrangement.Our three months will be up in a few days, and I don’t want it to end. I don’t think that they do either. While it’s outside the norm to have my heart stolen by not one man but three, our relationship feels so effortlessly right. Except they didn’t steal it, did they? I gave it willingly.
Chewing on the inside of my cheek, I wonder how the hell I got so lucky? West, Zeke, and Xander are any woman’s dream, and having the love of all three of them feels like I’ve somehow cheated at life and come out the victor.
I grab my purse and head for the elevator. A car is waiting for me downstairs, and the guys are waiting for me at the club. Without warning, anxiety churns in my gut, and I fight to swallow it down. Everything will be fine. So what if every single person in the media world is going to be there tonight? It doesn’t matter if rumors fly about my article being published because I’m dating West Archer because I know the truth.
The truth.
It sits like a lead weight in the pit of my stomach. Maybe I can tell the guys that I don’t feel well and spend the night curled up in bed watching trashy TV instead. I could wait for them to come home and celebrate with them then.
I shake my head. No. I must go. And then tomorrow, before I ask them if I can stay, if we can make our arrangement permanent, I will tell them who I really am. Even if it means losing them.
All I can do is hope that they have it in them to love Liliana Constantine as much as they love Lily Sloane.
* * *
Rain hammersthe roof of the limo roof as it pulls up outside the nightclub. The ride was short but lonely, and I can’t help but think of how the four of us could have put this spacious interior to good use. There’s always the ride home. A thrill of excitement shoots through me, and I smooth the fabric of my dress over my hips and peer out the window at the crowd gathered outside.
Everyone who’s anyone in the world of media is here tonight, many of them still awaiting entry under the shelter of their umbrellas. I spot Julian standing near the entrance with some of the writers fromGenevieve, as well as Handsy Andy, the PR guy. Ugh! Ignoring him, I grin and wave frantically at Julian, but of course he doesn’t see me because of the tinted windows.
Excitement and anticipation swirl in my stomach, and I wish the guys were with me so I wouldn’t feel so self-conscious about stepping out of this limo on my own.Take a deep breath, Lily.They’ll be there when I get inside.
I’ve never been interested in being the center of attention, and in recent years I’ve shied away from any kind of limelight at all, but tonight feels different. I’m proud of what Xander, West, and Zeke are doing. I’m honored to stand by their side and beyond freaking blown away by the fact that I get to go home with all three of them at the end of the night.
The car rolls to a stop, and the door is pulled open a few seconds later. Driving rain lashes my face when I step outside. I was hoping the driver would offer me an umbrella, but I should have thought to bring one for myself like all the people in line did.
The red carpet squelches beneath my heels, and a scowling bouncer steps in front of me as I reach the doors. “It’s a private event, Miss.”
“I know. That’s what I’m here for. I’m on the list, name’s Lily Sloane.” I go to walk past him, but he bars my way.
“You don’t get in without a ticket. I’m sorry.”
“What?” I gape at him, then peer over his shoulder, hoping for a glimpse of one of the guys. Surely they’re here by now.
“You’re blocking the entrance. Please move.”
I blink away the torrent of rainwater that runs into my eyes. “I’m with the owners. West and Ezekiel. Xander? They’re expecting me.”
