He wrote in a one hundred percent tip.
My protest died on the tip of my tongue as he added, “Nah, I get it. Trust me, we noticed every single dude who checked you out as well.”
He signed the bill and lifted his dark eyes to mine, daring me to read the message that they held.
I held my breath, unable to respond.
He blinked, and then he was just regular Cole once again. “See you soon.”
“Bye,” I said weakly, waving at both of them as they turned to walk out the door.
15
ADELINE
The next morning,I didn’t give myself a chance to second-guess my decision. I texted Ezra as soon as I woke up.
“Can you meet me for a coffee in about an hour? At Brews?”
My phone buzzed with his response.
“Hey. Yeah, sure.”
The fact that he didn’t ask why didn’t slip by me. I wished I could read his mind.
“Can you bring Cole with you?”
The flashing dots taunted me. He started typing something then stopped. Then typed again for almost a minute before stopping. The final product was a repetition of his previous response.
“Sure.”
I groaned into my pillow, waves of anxiety rippling through me and making my gut churn. I was about to ask them something that could theoretically ruin our relationship. Without a doubt, it was highly unprofessional. Molly was right, I guess I didn’t care that much about being professional after all.
I was going to ask Cole and Ezra to have a threesome with me.
What were the chances they’d agree? They’d both flirted with me nearly since the first day we met, and last night, Cole had strongly hinted they were interested. Then again, all of that could have been just them teasing. Maybe they were done with that sort of thing. Maybe it was something they only did on tour when the raw adrenaline of performing and the endless nights and days on a bus surrounded by other men made them want to let go in excessive ways.
I was extremely nervous, but the hard truth was that if I didn’t get thisneedout of my system, I didn’t think I was going to survive the next two weeks. Whenever I closed my eyes, I saw the four of them. My insides would turn to liquid fire, my brain to mush. I hadn’t gotten a good night’s sleep in nearly a week, which made it harder to focus during the recording sessions, and that wouldn’t do. Asking Cole and Ezra to do this seemed like the safest way to get my head back on track. I knew they’d see it for what it was—just a casual hookup.
I slapped my cheeks in an attempt to halt the massive freak out I was on the brink of having. I had forty-five minutes for me to get ready, and I needed to look good for once.
My closet was a mess, and it took me ten minutes to find the sleeveless V-neck top I had in mind. It was made of a thin black fabric that clung to me like a second skin.
I pulled it on and tucked it into my favorite pair of gray high-waisted jeans.
Twenty minutes later, my hair and makeup looked pretty good, and I ventured outside of my room.
“Date?” Molly asked, checking out my outfit.
“No, just meeting up with some of the guys for a bit,” I said, bending to pull on my over-the-knee boots and conveniently hiding my face from my sister. The face I was irrationally sure screamed exactly what I was about to do.
Molly bit her apple with a crack. “Uh-huh.”
“You going to be okay over here?” I asked.
“Oh, yeah. I’m going to Target with Carly to buy some stuff for our dorms. We’ll probably grab food at some point at the mall.”
My shoes finally on, I straightened up and half-turned toward her. “Okay, great. Here’s a hundred bucks if you want to get some clothes too, or whatever.”
