Page 15 of Royally Tempted

I let my eyes drag over her, making herrememberthat kiss before I turned and pushed the doors open. A man in a butler’s tuxedo approached, nodding stiffly and offering a tray with champagne and a few black velvet masks on it.

“Take a mask,” Landon nodded.

“Why— oh yeah, of course.”

“Come here all the time, huh?”

She was silent, but she took the mask. We all took champagne.

“Come with us.”

We pulled her aside, not going for the main doorway into what looked like the main living room, instead heading into a library to the side. We caught a glimpse of a couple kissing heavily against a wall, the woman moaning into his mouth as his hands stroked her sides. A second man moved into her, his hands grabbing her ass as she kissed the first guy passionately. She pulled back, instantly turning and pressing her lips to guy number two as the first one went for her neck.

Our new friend, the mystery girl, shivered visibly, making a small gasping sound.

We found a door to an empty study and pulled her inside, shutting the door behind us before we turned on her.

“Who. Are. You,” Landon growled. “I’m not going to ask again, because we just stuck our necks out for youhardback there.”

She swallowed, her eyes dancing to each of us.

“Jessica.”

“Wonderful. Who are you really?”

“Sarah.”

“You’ve got a killer smile and a great ass, sweetheart,” Malcolm growled. “But you’re a terrible liar.”

She blushed, sucking her lip between her teeth.

“It’s Emma.”

I nodded, “Doesn’t the truth just feel easier?”

She scowled at us. “Well, how about you? Who areyouguys?”

“Guests,” Malcolm growled. “Actual guests.”

“Do I get names?”

“From the three strangers wearing masks in the members-only club in the middle of nowhere?” Landon smiled at her.

“That’s a no isn’t it?”

“Yes it is.”

She glanced at each of us, her face wary.

“What’s going on out there?” she asked quietly.

“I think you should go,” I muttered back. “We’ll escort you out.”

“I’m not a child.”

“No, but you’re lost here,” Landon said quietly. “This isn’t the place for you.”

“Why do you say tha—”