He’s filled our house with everything she’s ever even casually mentioned liking. She made a comment the other day about quite liking crackers and peanut butter as a late-night snack, and later that night, there was an entire cupboard bursting with...
Yep, you guessed it, like ten boxes of crackers and five types of peanut butter.
Something’s holding him back from actually spending time with her, though. I’m not sure if he’s afraid his natural intensity and possessiveness will scare the shit out of her. But from the way Sin’s body leans into his hand as he casually rests his hand on her hip, I don’t think he needs to have any concerns on that front.
She fits with us. With all of us.
My eyes flick to Dorian as he hands the cuff back to me, his attention also focused on the intimate scene between Iri and Sin. He meets my eyes and smirks.
Yeah, he’s noticed Iri’s obsession too.
Dorian, the guy who used to be the one to always have a different woman on his arm. Who couldn’t seem to go to a bar without coming back from the bathroom freshly fucked. Who over the past four weeks has been celibate and who shoots soft, smiling glances Sin’s way whenever she’s not paying attention.
“We’re taking Sin for dinner,” I tell him. “Figured she deserved to be properly ‘courted’, as Cal calls it.”
He grins and squeezes my shoulder. “Enjoy, man.”
“You could come with us?”
Dorian chuckles, shaking his head like he can read my anxious mind. “Nah. Thanks for the invite, but I have an idea of where I’m gonna take Sin on my own date.”
Before I can argue with him, he steps back as Sin makes her way toward us.
“Head out the back of the hotel. Iri and I will make sure the front’s covered so you can slip by unnoticed,” Dorian says.
I’m conflicted between telling him he’s welcome and that he doesn’t need to martyr himself to the fans so we can have a peaceful night. But then I’m distracted by Sin smiling at me. Without my cuff, I can feel the little buzz of excitement that goes through her as we make eye contact. They combine with warmth and the slight nerves that mirror my own feelings.
Excitement. Nerves. Giddiness.
“Ready to go?”
I tangle our fingers together and pull her into my chest, pressing a quick kiss to her lips.
“I can’t wait.”
Chapter 27
Sin
The scene outside the hotel is pure chaos. Cameras flash from all directions and there’s a massive crowd of fans screaming their lungs out, desperate for a glimpse of the band. They must have been waiting here for hours. Dorian and Iri take it upon themselves to head outside and sign some stuff for the fans and the roar of voices rings in my ears even as a hired car speeds us away.
“Are you sure you guys shouldn’t have stayed back to sign stuff too?” I ask.
Cal grunts. “Nope.”
We head back to a different hotel where the guys are staying and make our way upstairs to the penthouse suite. Once again, it’s the fanciest place I’ve ever stepped inside, but I don’t linger to look around.
“Give me forty-five minutes, okay?” I say. Tonight feels special, and I feel like I should make a proper effort and not just rock up in my overalls.
“Take your time, Sin,” Micah says with a broad smile.
I rifle through my bag until I find a blue dress I bought years ago, which I pull out and hang up to decrease while I shower. I step into the gorgeous white marble shower and quickly shampoo and condition my hair before washing every inch of my body. When I’m done, I towel off and slip on my sexiest pair of underwear and mydress. Drying and teasing out my hair so it looks less of a bird's nest, I quickly slick on some eyeliner, blush and lipstick.
Slipping my feet into some flats, I grab my jacket and bag just in time to hear a gentle knock on the door.
Swinging it open, I find both Cal and Micah looking suave and so handsome, my mind blanks. They’re more dressed up than I’ve seen them before. Both are dressed in shirts with the sleeves rolled up and forearms on display.
“You look incredible,” Cal growls. His deep voice hits me right down to my bones and my cheeks flush with pleasure.
