“Sure.” I bit my lower lip and motioned back toward my bedroom. “Come on in.”
With everyone—including the panting Dozer—on my heels, I made my way into the bedroom. It was nothing special by any means, but for a Manhattan apartment, my bedroom was quite large. My off-white, king size, four-poster bed was smack dab in the middle of the dark hardwood floor with a soft lilac on the walls. Black and white landscapes that I’d taken in college hung with a giant mirror over the matching oversized dresser. Simple, very chic, not reallyme,but it worked. The bright pink and black paisley comforter did scream “Joey” and so did the matching area rug that was tucked under my bed.
Once everyone was in and the lights were set up perfectly, I took a long slow breath in, exhaling through my nose with my back to the crowd. “All set. Kathy, I put white sheets on the bed, would you like me to take off the comforter?”
She glanced over the bed slowly. “I love the pop of color. Let’s try some with the comforter on.”
I nodded. “Sounds good. Finn, Kiera, let’s start with you guys about to kiss standing next to the bed.”
Finn glanced at me, a killer smirk planted on his lips. “Shirt on or off, love?”
I gulped as his perfect abs crossed my mind. “On for now. Just so I can get a feel for what I’m working with.”
And to help me gain my composure so I can concentrate on something other than how badly I want to feel that barbell that’s hiding in your pants.
My cheeks flared as I shot Kiera raking her gorgeous fake nails down Finn’s chest and back. They kissed each other’s necks, cuddled, embraced. When Kiera started to pull Finn’s shirt up over his head, jealousy hit hard in my stomach, but I fought through the terrible urge to tackle him onto the bed and mark my territory.
He’s not yours to claim.
Sigh. He was stunning, laying back on my bed as Kiera climbed on top of him, my flash lighting up his perfectly toned muscles, his honey eyes, his enchanting smile.
“Cous?” Brett was getting up from the arm chair in the corner of my room. I had started to forget that he and Kathy were in the room watching me drool over Finn. Luckily, Kiera was was captivated too and therefore oblivious to my stares and glares.
He’s her ex.
He’s her ex.
She is an ex.
She’s not standing in your way.
“Yeah?”
Brett cleared his throat. “Don’t you have somepropsthey can use?”
Ugh. Yes. Damn it.That was the last thing I wanted to see: Finn using my belt, rope, and scarves on another woman.
“Oh that could be fun.” The excitement in Kiera’s voice was way over the top.
“I do. Kathy?”
“Let’s give it a try. With the comforter off, maybe?”
One sharp breath in.
This is going to be interesting.
I dove under my bed to grab my box of erotic toys. It wasn’t too embarrassing, it’s what I was into, I just wasn’t thrilled with the fact that this was how Finn was going to find out about my kinky side.
Getting the cuffs, belt, and rope out as fast as I could, I slammed the lid shut before anyone saw my vibrator, cock rings, box of condoms, or the anal beads. Holding it all up, I looked over at Finn, letting lust drip into my southern drawl. “Pick your poison, Sir Wallace.”
He bit his lower lip and his eyes lit up—exactly the reaction I was hoping for.
What the hell just got into me?
Professional. Keep this professional.
“Belt.” The simple word whipped through the air and all I wanted was to be in Kiera’s place.
