“You want some help making them more exciting?” My skin tingles. “All you’ve got to do is ask, Lucky. I would be happy to lend a helping hand.”
She pants softly as I press my body up against her, digging my fingers into the softness of her cheeks. I wait for her to saysomething,anything, but she stays quiet. Letting my fingers fall from her face, I miss the way my fingertips burn.
Pressing the button, the lift begins to move, and I settle next to her, my arms by my side. My fingers flex, my face turning as I look down at her. I could move them ever so slightly and trail them up the back of her thighs and tuck them under the hem of her skirt.
My cock stirs and I squeeze my eyes shut for a moment, willing to get the dirty thoughts from my mind. Letting my eyes open, I flick them to the countdown and see we’re approaching the ground level. Slipping my fingers through hers, I tug her towards me.
“I meant what I said,” I whisper into her ear.
Her cheeks burn just as the doors slide open. Nora and Cowan are standing there. Of course, his greedy eyes land on her and jealousy swarms me. Holding her close to me, Nora’s lips twitch in amusement.
“Hey, Athena.” Cowan’s voice floats around the lobby and I tighten my hold on her.
“Cowan.” Her voice is a little flirty and I ignore the rage that is simmering in my stomach.
We walk, and Nora and Cowan follow as we wait for Anaïs and my dad. The air is warm, wrapping around me like a blanket.
Nora stands beside me, grazing her eyes over me. “You do realise,” she says so only I can hear, “he will do anything to get a rise out of you, even if it is flirt with Athena right in front of you.” She nibbles her bottom lip.
“He can try.” My jaw locks, my back teeth grinding.
“So sorry we’re late,” Anaïs calls from behind us, her cheeks redder than her hair. My dad looks flustered.
“Don’t say another word,” I grunt, nausea swimming in my stomach.
Anaïs giggles.
“Ready?” my dad’s voice echoes between us.
“Think so.” Grumbling, I tighten my grip on Athena’s hand as I pull her into me.
She glares at me and if looks could kill, I’d be dead.
“Trying to make me jealous,babe?” I whisper in her ear, snaking my arm around her waist as I hold her body close to me.
Her eyes drop; her breaths turn shallow as she turns her face ever so slightly. “Is it working?” Her voice tremors.
I smile against the shell of her ear. “What do you think?” A low growl vibrates through me, one hand still locked through her fingers, the other tightly around her waist.
My dad whistles and we all walk towards the car. She tries to free herself, but I don’t let her. I walk her to the car, and I gently push her into the back after Anaïs. She takes her seat, and Cowan tries to climb in behind her.
I scoff, turning I stand toe to toe with him. “Back the fuck off.” I square up, straightening myself and rolling my shoulders.
A cocky smile slips onto his face. “Don’t forget that this is just pretend. She’s not really yours, mate.” His lips curl into a wider smile, his eyes dancing with mine.
Nora pops up behind Cowan, standing between the both of us and pushes us apart. “Put your cocks away, bellends.” She rolls her eyes and shoves me back towards the car.
“It’s not a dick measuring contest.” I snort.
She pushes against my chest again. “You need to calm down.” She eyes me, her voice low.
But I am not looking at her, I am locked in on Cowan. He flips me off behind her back and my nostrils flare.
“Get in the car, Royce.” Her voice is stern and loud, annoyingly loud enough for my dad to hear as his head sticks out the back of the SUV.
“Not fucking about are we, boys?” he asks.
My eyes trail over my shoulder at him.
