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He runs his tongue over his lips and butterflies swarm my stomach as he tastes what’s left of me on his lips. God damn, that was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
Damian rushes off to deal with himself in the bathroom and I sit up as Slade gets back to his feet, never once taking his eyes off mine.
His hand finds my shoulder and traces my skin as though it’s some sort of mystery. It’s soft and delicate while somehow being strong and demanding. It’s impossible but he pulls it off.
I reach for his belt buckle and grin up at him. “What are you doing?” he murmurs, watching me with heated interest, though I don’t understand the question, my intentions are pretty damn clear.
“It’s your turn.”
His brow raises as the hunger intensifies and I watch as he pulls away. Disappointment and confusion cloud me but as he closes the door and turns the lock, a wicked grin spreads across my face.
His message is loud and clear. What’s about to happen is just me and him, no more party for three.
He strides back toward me and as he reaches for me, a loud ding from a phone sounds from somewhere on the bed and lights up the room.
I can’t help but look down at it and what I see has my world closing in. My heart races as I see the text on the phone and I scramble for it, unsure if what I’m seeing is true.
No. This can’t be right, but as I read over the name and the text, I realize that it is.
Lucien Valentine – Is it done? Your time is ru My eyes snap up to Slade to find his panicked stare already on me. “I can…” “Whose phone is this?” I demand, throwing it back to the bed before getting up and scrambling for my clothes, hardly able to hear myself think as the panic rises high within me. If he got to one of the boys, that could only mean that he knows exactly where I am. “Just, wait. Where are you going?” “Whose fucking phone?” I scream, not caring if I wake Damian’s parents. The door handle rattles as Slade cringes and lets out a sigh. “It’s mine,” he admits, looking sick about it, but not sorry. I shake my head in disbelief as betrayal tears through me. It shouldn’t. There’s absolutely no loyalty between me and Slade, but that’s the way its been since day one and I shouldn’t have expected any different. I get my jeans up my legs and pull my tank over my head, not caring about my bra, torn panties, or jacket still left on the floor. All that matters is getting to the fucking door. “Will you just wait?” he yells as I reach for the handle and hastily unlock it. The door flies open and a second later, I’m out of there with both Damian and Slade at my back wondering what the fuck just happened. I don’t wait around for them to catch up to me. I run.