Suddenly, I felt so stupid for almost telling them that I didn’t want—
“You don’t want this to end.”
My eyes jerked up to them, sitting across from me in the back of the limo.
What were they, freakingmind readers?
The one in the middle grinned. “You don’t want tonight to end.”
“I didn’t say that,” I said primly.
“Yeah but you were thinking it,” the one next to him said.
I looked away.
“Want to hear something crazy?”
I nodded, still not looking at them. But my breath caught as one of them reached across and cupped my face.
“We don’t want this to end either.”
I turned, seeing three sets of gorgeous blue eyes burning into me from behind three masks.
“We don’t know what this is,” he growled. “And we weren’t looking for you tonight, butdamnare we glad we found you.”
I smiled, something fluttering in my chest.
“Look, Emma, we can take you home if you want. And if you want, tonight can be just one night that none of us are going to ever forget.”
He leaned forward, his jaw tight.
“Or, we can keep this going, and figure out what this is, because if you think you’re just some random, anonymous girl, or a notch on a bedpost, you aresorelymistaken.”
My heart raced, my pulse pounding in my ears. And slowly, I nodded.
“I vote for keeping this going.”
They grinned widely, their eyes shining.
“Besides, I don’t want to go home yet.”
“Good,” one of them growled before leaning across, cupping my chin, and kissing me slowly.
“Because we don’t want to let you go.”
“Where?”
“Our place.”
I shivered, my body already aching for more from them.
“Is it far?” I whispered.
One of them grinned. “How do you feel about helicopters?”
* * *
My mind was racingas we drove through the countryside, approaching the city again on the way to the helicopter that would take me to wherever it was I was going.