Page 4 of Torch

“Because your ass can barely hang with us when we’re drinking. Every time we go to a bar, you have to be carried out.”

Madison's mouth dropped open as the ladies chuckled. “I’m with Cara on this. Last time we went to the bar, you were out of it. You started asking us stuff like, can you wear house shoes in an apartment?” Sofia, my baby sister, said.

I swear I laughed so hard when Sof said that I started choking. Madison's cheeks were pink from embarrassment, but she was laughing too. “I don’t recall any of that.”

“Well, we do. So, therefore, you ain’t getting none of this,” Cara said with finality.

By the time we pulled up to my dad’s hotel, everyone was feeling good. When we stepped out of the sprinter, the brothers who didn’t ride with us were frowning at us. Tiny came stomping our way. “You smoked without us.” He stared down at Cara and Sara, and they rolled their eyes.

“Calm down. Here,” Sara said as they both started handing all the guys a joint.

Once that was settled, we checked in and went to our rooms. My dad had reserved an entire floor for us. Each suite had three bedrooms and two bathrooms. Of course I took a suite with my triplet Blade. Axel was our third.

When we walked through the door, Axel let out a whistle. “This is how you vacation.” He glanced around the suite in awe.

Our suite had floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the strip. We had a dining area, a fully furnished kitchen, and a living area. Since Blade was married, we offered the master bedroom to him and Bianca. They needed privacy.

Plus, I knew the other two bedrooms had a balcony, which I wanted for myself. After I got my bags to my room, I stepped out the glass doors to take in the scenery. Not even two seconds later, I heard a moan. I looked over and almost lost my lunch.

Viper had my sister pinned to the wall of their balcony with his tongue down her throat. One of her hands was inside his pants. Once I saw her hand moving in a jerking motion, I snapped my gaze away.

“Goddammit, Cara. Save that shit for inside your bedroom,” I shouted, making my way back inside. I could hear her snickering, further pissing me off.

We hadn’t even been in Vegas for an hour, and people were already on their worst behavior. I knew right then this trip was about to be one to remember.

It was our last night in Vegas. I was surprised that we made it. I didn’t think there was a time when any of us were sober. How we were still going was beyond me. But we had a great time. We attended day parties, explored the sights, and visited nearly every club in Vegas.

Tonight, for the final night, we were in one of the biggest hot spots in Vegas—Drias. Only the guys were in attendance at the moment. The girls, Will and Oscar, ran a little late coming back from their outing, but they were on the way.

As I made my way through the crowd to return to the section we had, I spotted Bianca on the dance floor dancing with another guy. My eyes widened in shock. I didn’t know what she was thinking, but my feet were moving in her direction before I could stop myself.

“Bianca, have you lost your mind?! You trying to make my brother spend his life behind bars!” I shouted as I pulled her away from the guy.

“Hey! What the fuck is your problem?” her dance partner yelled as he walked up to me.

I closed the gap between us, hovering over him. At six foot three, I had at least five inches on this guy. “Give me a reason to snap your fuckin’ neck.”

His eyes filled with fear before he scurried off. With him out of the way, I turned around to ask Bianca where she lost her mind so I could help her find it. Once I was staring down at the woman, I realized this wasn’t Bianca at all. But the resemblance between the two of them was unreal.

She had the same nose, eyes, and lips as Bianca. Not to mention the long, curly hair and chocolate skin. There were a few things that differed between them, though, like the nose ring she had and the beauty mark right above the corner of her lip.

And her body. God, her body was perfection. I was talking thicker than a jar of peanut butter. Just how I liked my women. I was two hundred and forty pounds of solid muscle. I loved having a soft and curvy body against mine.

“Are you crazy?!” the chocolate vixen asked while looking at me like I was a lunatic. The girls she was with were staring at me, a mix of worry and admiration on their faces.

“I apologize for that. It’s not what you think. You look just like my sister-in-law. I swear y’all could be twins.”

She scoffed, folding her arms across those melons on her chest. “Is that supposed to be a new way of running off another man so you can get your turn?”

I laughed, shaking my head. Pulling out my phone, I went to Blade’s Instagram page to show her a picture of them. All he posted was Bianca and their kids. After I brought up the picture, I handed her the phone so she could look at it. I watched with amusement as her mouth and her friends’ mouths fell open.

“What the hell?” the beauty gasped. After a few seconds of studying the picture, she lifted her head with a raised brow. “You always kiss your sister-in-law close to her mouth like this?”

I barked out a laugh, shaking my head. I probably should have chosen one of his more subtle pictures, but I wasn’t really thinking. “That’s my triplet, not me.”

Her eyes bucked. “There are three of you?”

“Yes, but our third triplet is a girl.”