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Chapter Eight

Vada stood in the full-length mirror, evaluating her outfit choice. Considering the night’s events, she was trying to go for casual and comfortable with a flare. Black ankle boots, cute form-fitting jeans, and a green top. Macy had warned her that comfortable shoes were a must but hadn’t gone into any further details.

While she’d originally agreed with Hades that the bachelor and bachelorette parties weren’t necessary, she was secretly excited the women had pushed for it. After all, it was tradition. Her only stipulation was no strip clubs. Trista and Macy agreed but refused to tell Vada the plans for the night.

“Love your ass in those jeans.” The rumbling of his voice had Vada blushing and glancing over her shoulder. Hades was sitting in the plush oversized chair in the corner of their bedroom.

My man. Fiancée. And in less than a week, her husband.

“So you approve?”

His brows dipped in a harsh scowl as his gaze traveled down her body, lingering on her ass. “No, I don’t fucking approve. Take ‘em off and put on sweats.”

Vada sauntered over and straddled his lap. His hands immediately grabbed her ass, pulling her close. She draped her hands over his chest, sliding her fingers over his pecs.

“Oh, so you only want me in these pants for your viewing pleasure.”

“You naked is my viewing pleasure.”

Same, Hades.

His hand slid up her back and into her hair, pulling her down for a kiss.

“What time are you leaving?”

Vada glanced back at the alarm clock on the nightstand.

“Trista, Phoebe, Rose, and Rissa are picking me up in five minutes. Ivy and Trini are meeting us at Macy and Chey’s shop. And Saint is dropping Bailey off. And from there? I don’t know. They won’t tell me.”

Hades slowly nodded, not giving much away, but she noticed his lips twitch.

“Do you know?”

He smirked, and she immediately realized what an absurd question she’d asked. Of course, he knew. Though, he didn’t seem willing to give up the information. Unless… Vada moved closer, pressed her hands against his chest, and angled her head. She skimmed her lips over his neck. The rumble of his chest vibrated against her breasts, and her nipples immediately beaded. Even two layers of cotton and a heavily padded bra were no match for Hades’ growl.

She poked out her tongue, licking the column of his throat. His hand squeezed her ass and pressed her against his growing cock. Without a second thought, she swiveled her hips, grinding against him. Her plan of seducing him had backfired. Hades had done a complete reversal, and now she was the one being seduced.

His hand slid around her waist and cupped her breast. Vada moaned, forcing herself into his palm. With all the chaos in the last month, their alone time had suffered.

She angled her head, and his lips came down hard on hers.

Any and all thoughts of leaving this room had been swiped from her mind. Until her phone pinged. She ignored it at first, sliding her tongue into his mouth and rubbing against his erection. He was so hard, and she knew she was wet. They needed to be naked with a Do Not Disturb memo going out to all the women.

When her phone alert went off again, Hades seemed to pull back, but Vada wasn’t ready to end it. She clasped her hand over the back of his neck and urged him closer. It wasn’t until the horn started blaring that Hades ended the kiss, grasped her hips, and pushed her back slightly. She could only imagine what he was seeing. Swollen lips, a dazed, heated gaze, and a blush that went from her face to her chest.

The corner of his mouth curled, and he lifted his chin. “You keep looking at me like that, not gonna let you leave.”

Vada begrudgingly climbed off his lap and stumbled to the closet. She was still in a Hades sex-induced haze—minus the sex. She grabbed her jacket and purse and started toward the door. Hades was waiting with his shoulder leaning up against the wall. God, why did he have to look so sexy?

“Have fun.”

“So you’re not going to tell me where I’m going?”

He pushed off the wall, cupped her jaw, and kissed her. When she tried to slide her tongue past his lips, Hades chuckled and tightened his hold. “Gonna go out with the girls and end the night at the clubhouse. Then you and I are gonna come back here and finish where we left off.”

Perfect. He kissed her again and rested his hand on her back, guiding her into the hallway and down the stairs. As she approached the door, she saw a silhouette figure through the window. Hades rounded her back and opened the door. Vada peeked around his large frame.

Trista looked between them with a grin. “What were you two doing?”

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