I slowly turn around and Callum is standing there with fire in his eyes. “Hello, love,” I say, patting his chest.
“Everlee,” he grumbles quietly. “What are you wearing?”
“You like?”
He continues to glare at me, his nostrils flaring with that look in his eyes.
Hunger.
Lust.
Dominance.
“I’m going to go upstairs,” Lizzy says slowly, backing away.
“The fuck you will,” I snap. “We’re going to dance.” I didn’t want to dance before, but his look makes me want to push him until he breaks. Because, fuck. When he does… my stomach clenches. She tenses when I grab her hand and walk past Callum to land on the dance floor.
“Girl. I can feel his lasers on my back and I’m not liking this feeling.”
“Ignore him.”
“Have you met him? He’s pretty fucking impossible to ignore on a good day and right now…”
A shadow descends around us, and I turn around expecting to find Callum, but find Knox.
Asshole.
Callum, not Knox.
He knows Knox is my weakness and has a way of getting me to do almost anything they want. I mean to be fair, in the end I want it too, but I want to want it when I want it, not when they want it. Is that too much to ask?
“Evy baby,” he says in a low and sultry tone as his fingers trail down my arm, causing a wave of goosebumps. I’ve noticed ever since Jax all but claimed me on the floor at the Rainbows and Unicorns party, they have all been a little more open with their affection towards me in public. Or maybe it’s been since the deal with Allure went through. We’ve seen several other poly groups there, so maybe they’re realizing that it isn’t as taboo as they thought? I mean, it’s still pretty wild, but… I don’t know.
I suck in my breath. “Knoxxy baby.” These have been the pet names we’ve used since Easter. He would occasionally use Ali, but Evy baby was when he wanted to get his way. I don’t know why, but it makes me nearly melt.
“I would really love if you came upstairs with me.”
“Would you now?”
He bobbles his head from side to side, like he’s not quite sure of what he wants. Which doesn’t surprise me since he rarely does Callum’s bidding when he’s trying to dominate me. A wicked smile curls on his lips. “Yes, I would, but obviously you have to make me work for it.” His eyebrows pulse. “You can’t just give in.” A smile curls on his lips. There he is. My lovebug.
“Obviously.” I reach my hand behind me and wrap it around Lizzy’s neck and begin to rock my hips from side to side.
“Ev?” Lizzy asks cautiously.
“All good,” I mumble.
Her breath stutters in her chest. “Shitballs. They’re like vultures… watching.”
When I follow her gaze, I see all my men watching me. Callum, several feet behind Knox, and Emmett and Jax on the upper level, hands with a death grip on the railing. Emmett is looking delicious, wearing a tight black t-shirt with the Vixen logo on it and Jax, as usual, is dressed in a suit that fits his body like a glove. A perfect fucking glove I want to peel off.
“Let them watch.” My hand tightens on her neck while I snake my body down hers. “We’ll give them a show.”
“Fuck it,” she moans, running her fingers around my stomach when I stand back up and I can’t help but smile.
A techno version of the star-spangled banner plays, pumping bass into the room as we continue to dance. None of my guys moving. Her watch flashes from the movement, and I see her timer ticking up second by second. Nine minutes and counting.
Turning to face her and running my body down hers, I catch her worried gaze over my shoulder. A second later, I feel a set of hands on my hips and recognize them almost immediately as Knox’s. Lizzy steps back and dances by herself for a moment, while Knox’s cheek presses to mine. “Evy baby. Have you made your point yet?”
