She shook her head quickly, licking her lips.
“But you want to?” Isaac leaned in closer, brushing a hair off her shoulder.
“I…this is weird to talk about,” she said as her arms reached up to smooth down my jacket. Her touch had a comforting strength to it, and before I could stop myself, my chest purred in satisfaction.
Her eyes darted back to me, smiling as she stopped and stepped back.
“When we purr, it means we like what you’re doing,” Isaac said, his eyes watching Ivy.
“I know, we’re just not alone here,” she said. I glanced up at Lily in the mirror, who was trying her best to pretend not to be watching us.
“I think she figured it out when the five of us showed up together,” Isaac teased. “But we could start kissing if we want to send a clearer message.”
“Looking good, gents,” Lukas loudly stated behind us, forcing all three of us to jump in surprise.
“Jesus, Lukas. Could you be any louder?” Isaac grumbled.
“Sorry, this just looked a little too intimate over here,” he said. “Thought I’d check out what you all were whispering about.”
“We were talking about who Ivy’s making out with,” Isaac softly spoke, pulling Lukas closer. “She told us you kissed her and fondled her breasts.”
“Woah, we only kissed!” Lukas held up his hands.
“I said we kissed, that’s all!” Ivy gasped, shaking her head at Lukas.
I rolled my eyes as Isaac snickered. “I was just checking—seeing if your stories lined up.” He paused briefly before adding. “Tongue?”
Lukas glanced towards Ivy, refusing to answer.
“Who kisses the best so far, Ivy?” Isaac asked, running his thumb down her jawline. “We need to know so we can improve our technique for you.”
My heart pounded in my chest. What if she said I was the worst?
Ivy cleared her throat. “All kisses have far exceeded my expectations. There is no better or worse, as they each have felt unique and wonderful in their own way. All have made me weak in the knees, wanting to strip off my clothes and beg for more.”
My heart stuttered at that image—Ivy taking her clothes off and begging me to take her to my bed. All three of us grew quiet, darting our eyes between each other.
“If you need to practice, though,” she added. “I suggest practicing with each other.” With a smile, she walked off to join Demetrius.
My attention turned back to Isaac and Lukas. “I’m not kissing either of you.”
“I'd kiss you…for science,” Isaac said as Lukas chuckled.
***
Ivy
After roughly fifteen minutes of shuffling through more racks, I had to admit that my pack had better taste than me. I kept gravitating towards the clearance section, knowing these dresses were less expensive. After the third clearance dress I held up, Demetrius paused my hand while he shook his head.
“You’re not paying for this, Ivy. I invited you to this event, the pack will buy you a dress,” he said, setting my clearance dress back down.
“I feel weird about that. It’s your money, and I’m like a mooch for taking such an extravagant gift,” I said, looking around at the racks. One dress alone in this store equaled more than my entire wardrobe put together.
“Gentleman,” Demetrius called over Lukas, Isaac, and Preston. “Ivy is having an issue picking out a dress she likes because she doesn’t want to spend our money. How do we solve this?”
“Ivy goes to the event naked,” Isaac smirked, earning a swat to the stomach from me.
“We each pick out a dress for her,” Lukas said. “She doesn’t have to see the prices at all.”
