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I swallow hard as heat builds low within me. I need to figure out how to be a better liar around them.

Jackson stops in front of the elevator and turns to me after hitting the up button. “I’m going to give you a choice, Cass.”

His firm, steady voice makes me weak in the knees.

“A choice?” My voice is far less stable.

“We can either drop you off at your room, or we can take you back to ours.”

All of the air leaves my lungs. What did he just say?

“You don’t have to sleep in your bed all alone again,” Tyler murmurs, his fingers gliding up my figure to brush against the side of my breast.

Marcus sweeps my hair behind my shoulders, exposing my neck and every inch of my flushed face. “It’s up to you, beautiful. The choice is yours.”

The elevator doors slide open behind Jackson, but no one moves. All eyes are on me as they wait for my answer.

I know what I’m risking if I go with them, but I can’t help but wonder what I’ll miss out on if I go back to my own room.

I’ve been miserable for months. Don’t I deserve just one more night that makes me feel alive?”

I place my hands on Jackson’s chest, backing him up into the elevator and hearing Tyler and Marcus quickly follow before the doors slide shut.

“I choose yours.”

Chapter six

Chapter 6: Tyler

Iknew she was trouble.

I fucking love it.

As soon as those three words leave her, I take her hand and pull her toward me, my free hand cupping her cheek just as our lips meet.

Cassidy lightly gasps into my mouth in surprise, but she recovers quickly and lifts up on her toes to kiss me harder.

She tastes sweet and bold like the cocktails that she’s probably had today, deepening my hunger for her.

My hand leaves her cheek as Marcus steps up behind her to kiss her neck. I slide my hand over her breast instead, feeling her automatically lean into my touch. I love how needy she is.

I just need to hear her beg.

“I knew you’d choose right, sweetheart,” I whisper to her, my thumb tracing circles above where her nipple is.

Her next exhale comes out shakily, eyes half-lidded in pleasure as Marcus gently sucks on her neck. Not hard enough to leave a mark but not soft enough for her to not feel anything.

“Door,” Jackson says before the elevator dings.

Marcus and I step away from Cassidy just before the doors slide open on our floor.

Jackson takes Cassidy’s hand and heads out of the elevator, leading us all to our shared suite at the far left end of the hallway. He whips his key card out of his pocket and presses it against the sensor, making it glow green as the door unlocks.

Marcus and I don’t even make it inside before Jackson has Cassidy pushed against the wall next to the door.

His lips capture hers in a heated kiss as his hands push her dress up, exposing the lacy, red panties that she has on underneath.

“Fuck, red looks good on you,” Marcus breathes out.