“They fucked,” Kairo’s loud mouth says as he steals a piece of bacon off a plate.
“I see that,” Roman mumbles into his cup.
I hum. “Is thatjealousyI hear?”
“It is!” Kairo throws his head back, laughing before bending forward and placing his hands on his knees as he chases Roman’s eyes. “Oh, you wish that was you, huh?” He guffaws when his friend only deadpans at him.
Kairo wipes a stray tear as Roman walks around the counter and plops down beside me. He sighs into his cup,ignoring me as I smirk at him.
“Do you have a thing for fucking people while they sleep?” I ask, genuinely curious.
Roman scowls. “No.” His head swivels to me. “Did he…”
I nod.
Kairo’s mouth falls open before he turns and smacks Maddox upside the head. “Seriously? You just couldn’t fucking help yourself.”
Roman looks like he’s going to explode with anger before I step in. “I liked it! And I consented!”
They all turn to me, and I scrub a hand across my mouth. This can’t get any more embarrassing. My cheeks heat, and I want to bury my face.
“Huh…” Kairo trails. “That’s a first…”
“What?” I ask, my eyes bouncing around to all three of them.
Roman’s brows lift as he takes another sip of his coffee. “Do you want me to tell her?”
Maddox closes his eyes before grabbing the plates of food and sliding them onto the island. Everyone sits, and I wait patiently for someone to tell me something.
“It was a few years back,” Maddox begins as he puts a few bacon strips and an omelette on my plate. “Right before we got out of the service. I met a woman, and we hit it off. She knew about my somnophilia and kept pushing me to try it with her. Something felt off about the whole thing, and it turns out I was right. She tried to claim I had taken advantage of her. The only thing that saved me was that she had exchanged text messages with her friends about her plans. If it weren’t for that…”
Oh shit.
He would have had a record if those messages weren’t there.
I slide my hand across the table, resting my fingers over his. “I would never do that, Maddox. I’m sorry you went through that…”
He holds my hand, the corner of his lips quirking. “Did you really like it?”
I motion to myself, “Do you see me? Thoroughly fucked and satisfied.”
He chuckles, playing with our fingers.
“We all have our vices…” Kairo trails, taking a bite of his bacon.
I lift a brow, glancing between Roman and the blonde. “You too?”
Roman’s mouth screws up as he slashes a hand, trying to dismiss the conversation. “That’s enough of this. I have work.”
“We work for the same person,” Kairo snorts. “She’s very demanding.”
I kick him under the table, making him hiss as more curiosity stirs inside of me. I’ve become increasingly interested in knowing more about these three. I have the perfect opportunity in front of me, and I fully plan to crack them.
Chapter Thirty-Two
Kairo
Between tour rehearsals, meetings with Rosalie’s record label, and Charlie and Elijah constantly tweaking the musicians’ schedule to fit charity work into her busy lifestyle, Thorn has been extremely preoccupied. We’ve been keeping up with her constantly and have seen the burnout firsthand. Rosalie will never admit to it, but she’s working herself to the bone.
