Page 87 of The Rogues

She scratches her arm, her gaze to the floor while she thinks, then she looks up at me with a pretty smile. “Maybe when we get to Montreal? Since we’ll be there for a few days.”

I hide my disappointment and nod. “Sure.”

After the appearance, we’re given the rest of the day to recuperate before we head to Montreal tomorrow afternoon.

It’s lonely, the room too quiet, but I can’t be bothered to be around the girls when what happened earlier is still lying heavy in my chest.

Cleo is becoming an anomaly to me. I don’t know how to interact with her anymore, and a part of me is grieving that part of our relationship that once seemed so easy. I can’t figure out what’s going on, or what’s happening, and why I’m the only one trying to figure out how to pick up the pieces.

Her hatred for the guys is still so confusing, and I don’t know how to mend it.

At the thought of the guys, my omega perks up.

I’m not sure what they were up to this morning. They must have had their own interview to attend, but I don’t have any details beyond that.

I’m struck heavily by the fact that I want to know what they were doing all morning. What did their label have them do? Did they have a good time? Was it stressful? I want all the details.

As soon as the string of thoughts flash through my head, my phone vibrates with a smothered rattle.

Remi: Hey baby. The guys are all out, so I wanted to see if you’d like to come over and hang out with me.

I can’t hide the grin that takes over my face.

Josie: be right over

I don’t bother tiptoeing or trying to be stealthy as I leave the hotel room and head down the hall.

The door opens when I get there, and I stifle a laugh. “Were you waiting for me?”

Remi’s cheeks flash red. “Maybe.”

He tugs me inside, and I squeal when he picks me up and wraps my legs around his waist, moving us into one of the empty rooms. His lips find mine as he sits on the bed and pulls me down with him.

It could be minutes or hours, but I wouldn’t know the difference because kissing him always sends me into an automatic state of bliss. It’s like swimming in peaceful waters, no dangers or worries. It’s crystal blue and clear, and my mind erases every thought it’s ever had from existence.

When we pull apart, the silence is comfortable and intimate. He pushes my hair behind my ear and then kisses all over my face until I giggle. He helps me take off my shoes and get comfortable under the sheets.

“So, where are the others?” I ask as Remi climbs in with me.

“Lennon is sleeping in his room, and Malaki and Cyrus took Jamie on a date in the city.” He bites his lip. “They wanted to invite you along, but I asked them if I could steal you away instead.”

A laugh bubbles up from his admission. “Wanted me all to yourself, huh?”

He gives me a crooked smile. “Always, baby. Any chance I can get.”

My cheek muscles hurt, but I’m glad he mentioned it because it’s a reminder that I’ll have to get used to dividing my time between all of them so they all feel special. Just the way they deserve.

He pulls me closer to him, and gestures around the room. “There isn’t a lot to do. I have some snacks, and this hotel provides individual tellies, which is nice. Do you want to watch something?”

“Yeah, why not? Let’s see what’s on Canadian cable right now.”

I don’t know why I agree, because not even twenty minutes into some random movie neither of us have ever seen, he’s kissing me again and climbing on top of me, smothering me in the most delicious way that I have to stifle a loud moan.

“I have some other things we could play with to pass the time,” he whispers as he kisses my neck.

“Oh yeah?” I ask. When did my voice get so breathy? “Like what?”

He grins, and I find myself looking at his teeth. They’re so white and pristine and… am I attracted to his teeth? What is happening?