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My face scrunches up. "I haven't even brushed my teeth."
He chuckles. "Fine. A kiss whenever I want it then, and the card is yours."
I walk over to him, taking the top of the card in my hand, but he doesn't release it.
"Whenever I come to claim my kiss, you have to give it," he iterates. "No matter where we are, or who's around."
My brows furrow as I look between him and Jeremiah, trying to figure out if he's serious.
"Fine."
He lets the card go, and I walk to the door without another word. But of course, before I leave the room, Jeremiah has to get one last word in.
"See you at the pool, beautiful."
The walk across the hallway seems to take forever and it takes three tries for me to get the card in correctly. I hurry into my room and shut the door behind me, putting my back to it while taking a deep breath.
"Fuck," I huff out.
I fucked up. I shouldn't have spent the night with them. And I damn sure shouldn't want to do it again.
I go into the shower, hoping the scalding water can ease my mind some, but it does nothing, especially not when I look down and see their marks on me. Their sexy marks, making me want to go right back across the hall and beg them for more. I order breakfast to my room and wait until the very last minute possible to go down to the pool, hoping to avoid running into Ezekiel and Jeremiah when they leave their room. The ride down in the elevator seems to be over far too soon and the doors open.
I walk through the lobby, towards where I can see people from the wedding gathered around the pool. Servers are already putting dishes in front of people, so I hurry to go to where Sophie and Law are sitting, Charlotte, Jackson, and Shawn to their left. Those cocky bastards to their right. And of course, my seat is right in between them. I'm starting to feel set up.
"Hey." Sophie smiles. "We were wondering if you were gonna make it. Heard you had a rough night."
My eyes widen and shoot to Ezekiel and Jeremiah. Jeremiah is choking on his damn drink and Ezekiel is trying, and failing, to hold in a laugh.
"I heard you lost your card," Sophie continues, making it clear she didn't meanthatkind of rough.
"Oh, yeah. It all ended up okay," I murmur, not even sure she can hear me as I cross in front of Ezekiel to sit on the pillow placed between him and his brother. Both of the fuckers move closer to me at the same time. I glare at Jeremiah, but he just smiles.
"Hungry?" he asks.
"Depends what's on the menu," I seethe.
"What exactly are you hoping is on there?" Ezekiel leans in and his deep voice inquires, low enough so only I can hear.
I turn my head to look at him. "Not for anything on your body."
"That's not what you were saying last night."
The server places our plates on the low table in front of us and I use that distraction to act like neither of them are beside me. Then, we all fall into casual conversation, and I'm a little more at ease, feeling like we're back to how we usually are. Once we're done eating, I rush to get into the pool, to be alone, away from the brothers that are taking up far too much space in my head today. Well, even before today.
I go to the deepest part, where the water is lapping at my chin and then tilt myself back, floating with my eyes closed. Then, suddenly, hands are at my shoulders and my eyes snap open. Before I even focus on who's at my head, hands come to my calves.
"What the fuck is—" I begin to sputter, but then a chuckle that I know far too well silences me.
Jeremiah's chuckle above me. I blink against the sun to look up at him. God, this man is handsome.
"Thank you." He smiles.
I freeze, realizing my thought somehow felt it had permission to leave my mouth rather than remained trapped in my mind. Why does that always seem to happen around them?
"Told you I was the better-looking brother all along," Jeremiah jokes, looking down my body at his brother.
I pick my head up to look at Ezekiel. Shirtless, muscles on display, making me damn near drool. I swallow just to be able to even think of something to say.
