Page 45 of Delirium


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“While we’re there, we can also look for a connection between POP and Ellie’s parents,” Beckett chimes in.

Zane finally pulls his lips off my skin but doesn’t move away from me. If anything, he presses himself even closer to me, his heat seeping through my clothes and setting my skin aflame. He casually slings an arm over the back of the sofa, and I find myself tilting into him in what I would almost describe as a…cuddle.

I’m cuddling with Zane Lorenzo.

The butterflies in my stomach turn into hyperactive puppies.

“And how was Ryker when you saw him?” Dom asks Landon, his brows scrunched in concern. “Is he still in the cast?”

“Should hopefully get it off next week. Raymond assured me he has a trusted doctor who can help,” Landon answers, and my brows arch, hitting my hairline.

How did I not know that?

Maybe because you were too busy jumping Ryker’s bones to ask about his injuries.

Heat engulfs both of my cheeks, even as a deep pang reverberates in my chest, like a gong being hit repeatedly.

I hate the way things ended with Ryker. I have no idea where we stand with each other. I love him, but I also love the others. It’s liberating to finally admit that fact to myself, even if it is accompanied by a healthy dose of terror.

Normal girls don’t fall in love with five men.

Normal girls don’t kiss four of the five men.

Normal girls don’t fantasize about being with them one on one, two on one, three on one…

And what about the other guys? What do they think about…this? Whatever this is? Landon has alluded to sharing me more than once, and Dominic assured me he’d be fine if I was with more than one person. Even Zane and Beckett said something to that effect.

Where does that lead us?

Are we…dating?

Boyfriends and girlfriend?

Are they going to want to date other women as well? God, it’s so selfish of me, but I don’t think I can survive that. Just the thought of someone else being with my guys—of running their fingers through Dom’s silky platinum locks, of staring into Landon’s molten gray eyes as he makes them feel like the only girl in the world, of being Beckett’s muse as he designs a new dress, of helping Zane with another one of his asinine pranks, of being held in Ryker’s strong arms as he whispers “baby girl” in their ear—makes me unbelievably jealous. Sick, even.

Nauseated.

“What did you find in the address Reece gave us?” Landon’s question effectively pulls me out of my self-induced pity party. The last thing I should be thinking about is this unconventional relationship—especially since I’m not even sure if it is a relationship.

No, I need to focus on POP and The Divine One first. Relationships, second. Everything else in my life, third.

“A file,” Beckett answers, reaching toward a Manila folder on the coffee table. He slides it to where Landon reclines. “It has a list of names—members of the Paragons of Prosperity, both past and present.”

Landon begins to sift through the file as Dom takes over for Beck. “We already knew a lot of them, but a few… They were a surprise.”

Landon’s brows furrow the longer he stares at the folder. I desperately want to grab it from him and read it myself, but I refrain, trusting my guys to tell me what’s necessary.

“It’s missing pages.” Landon jabs his finger down. “It goes from one of fifty-three, to five of fifty-three, and then to twelve of fifty-three, and so on and so on. There are probably over a dozen papers missing. And some names are crossed off.”

“Is Reece trying to protect the members?” I ask tentatively.

“That doesn’t seem like something he would do.” Beckett’s frown is a harsh line on his chiseled face. “He seemed pretty adamant about destroying the entire cult and all of the members.”

“Maybe the names listed are people he knows for sure are members of POP?” Dominic suggests.

“Where do you even think he got this…roster of names?” Landon queries, his gaze still flicking back and forth as he reads page after page.

“Next to each name is what appears to be an IP address.” Beckett gestures in the direction of the paper to emphasize his point. “My guess is the names are people who used that damn app.”

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