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I arch an eyebrow, letting my lips curve into a knowing smile. “See something you like?”

“You could say that.” Hudson rasps.

“God, you’re gorgeous.” Gage’s whisper carries across the room like a prayer.

“Fuck, maybe we should stay home.” Cole’s eyes are practically devouring my legs.

“Why thank you.” I stride toward them, adding an extra sway to my hips and stopping within arm’s reach. Close enough to touch, but not quite. “But you three have had plenty of time to have some fun with me, and you haven’t made a move. So, we’re going to the party.”

Cole places his hand over his heart. “Are you mad at us?”

I let the silence stretch until it’s uncomfortable.

“Shit, she’s mad at us.” Cole glares at Hudson. “I told you we shouldn’t take it slow.”

Shifting my attention to Hudson, I sigh dramatically. “Me being horny is your fault?”

He has the good sense to look guilty, running a hand through his hair and looking away. “I was only trying to show you we’re in this for more than sex.”

That’s so sweet but infuriating because I’ve never ached like this before. Every innocent touch, every lingering glance, every time one of them walks around shirtless has been slowly driving me insane. “I appreciate that, but please, for the love of god, have sex with me.”

Gage reaches for me, his fingers nearly brushing my arm, but I step back.

“Uh-uh. Not now. Later, after the party or something.” I cross my arms, pushing my breasts up even higher. All three of them notice. “I’ve had to deal with blue ovaries all week. You guys can suffer for one night.”

“Trust me, we’ve been suffering too.” Cole mutters under his breath, adjusting himself discretely.

Hudson punches his arm. “Shut up. You agreed with me.”

“Well, apparently I’m an idiot.”

“Perhaps.” I tell him, striding past them toward the door, their gazes burning into my ass. “But you all can make it up to me. After the party.”

I make my way to Cole’s truck, pride zinging through me at how easily I left them all speechless. I’ve never been especially cocky, but having these three willing to do about anything for me makes me feel like I could conquer the world.

The lake house is already buzzing with activity as Cole pulls his truck behind a line of cars parked along the driveway. The music thumps from inside, and silhouettes move past the windows. Anyone who’s anyone will be here. The lake house is locally owned and maintained as a party spot for those of us who live in Big Ridge. Somewhere we can all go to avoid the tourists and have fun.

Hudson’s out of the truck first, rounding to my door before I can even get my seatbelt unbuckled. His hands are warm and steady as he helps me down. The second my heels hit the ground, his fingers dive into my hair and he kisses me hard and hungry.

A soft moan escapes into his mouth before I can stop it. God, he’s good at this. My body melts against his for a moment before my brain kicks back in. He’s trying to distract me from the party, and I’m determined to make them wait until later.

I press my palms against his chest and gently push him away. “Bad boy.”

He smirks, linking his fingers with mine. “I’m not sorry.”

I roll my eyes, hoping the darkness hides how red my cheeks must be. “Come on.”

The three of them fall into step around me as we head toward the house. Cole’s whistling some tune under his breath while Gage chuckles at something on his phone. They seem completely relaxed, like walking into a party with me between them is the most natural thing in the world.

The moment we step inside, people turn our way. Locals I’ve known since elementary, who, like everyone else in this small town, know everything about everyone. My feet fuse to the floor. Every conversation seems to pause. The weight of at least twenty stares bores into us. My pulse kicks up a notch, and for a split second, I wonder if this was a terrible idea.

But then the guys press in around me, solid and warm at my back, and their presence makes the attention feel less overwhelming. After what feels like forever that is probably only a few seconds, people look away and conversations resume.

I exhale in relief. Glancing around, I spot a few familiar faces. Sarah from work hanging out with some of her friends. I’m sure Ryan is here somewhere, too. I wave to a few people as we head deeper into the party. Finally, I find Callie and Aspen near the kitchen.

“We’ll catch up with you,” Hudson murmurs near my ear, his breath sending a shiver down my spine.

I nod and make my way over to my friend while the guys head toward a group by the back door where I spot the Williams brothers. Maybe those three can give my guys some advice. Like don’t hold out on a woman who is desperately in need of a good lay.