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I look at my reflection. Apart from the fading bruise, I look like I’m theirs. I’m in a black dress with a plunging neckline, and a tiny pair of lace panties that are the filmiest lace I’ve ever seen and so impractical I’m pretty fucking sure they’re made to be removed or destroyed by men.
There’s a pair of gold strappy shoes, high, elegant heels, that I strap on, before heading out.
“I think I need another drink. I don’t know what this is, but—”
“Jac?” There’s a veneer over Hendrick’s dislike of Jac, and I’ll take it. “Can you get her another drink?”
“I want to be here,” Jac says.
Hendrick gives him a sharp glance. “Jac.”
“Fuck you, Agnossio.” His gaze flips to me. “You look fucking gorgeous.”
He stalks out.
Jac’s veneer is pretty much nonexistent. Out of the two of them, I think Jac hates Hendrick more.
Or maybe he clings to it where Hendrick seems just over it. “Are you two going to fight each other to the death?” I ask him. “Am I tribute?”
His mouth quirks, and my stomach dips and swoops. “You’re always tribute. But no.”
He turns, picks up a glass of whiskey.
“What, then?”
“We need to wait for Jac.”
“I…” I breathe in and take a step toward him, but there’s something in his gaze that stops me.
Thing is, whatever’s going on…I don’t think it’s bad.
The air sings with something that sends excitement hot and sweet through me.
But I don’t know why. I don’t know why Jac’s here. Part of me thinks they’re going to fight for me. Perhaps not to the death but maybe do something dumb and unforgivable like a stupid bet, or play for me in a game of poker.
“Hendrick, please tell me.”
Our eyes touch and sparks fly as the memory of the absolute hard fuck he gave me before. The memory sends thrills rippling under the surface of my skin.
It was…exhilarating. He marked me. He fucking pushed me along the ground, he slammed into me so hard, I saw the gods and stars. I want that again. I want all the ways he fucks me. Just like how Jac fucks me. Like our hate fuck, the blow job, and then when I rode him.
That gets me hot and bothered, too.
Maybe they’ll tell me they’ve worked out days, like I’m a time share. Which—Oh fuck, I’m considering it. I’ve officially lost my mind.
Things shifted with me and Jac. Things shifted with me and Hendrick. Like lines blurred or horizons expanded.
Whatever, if it’s more of that, an offer of more of them, I’ll take it.
Time’s running out.
Soon I’m going to have to run. Even if I didn’t want to, I’d never, ever leave Harry high and dry. We’re a team.
So I’ll take all I can get. Every drop. For now.
Jac comes back in, holding two drinks. He takes in me and Hendrick and throws him a dark look that just makes Hendrick sigh.
“Here.” Jac hands me my drink.
