Page 121 of Forbidden Heroes

“Paris?”

“Now London.”

“I come home from work to find the apartment empty. Because you go to Paris! Girl! I need details. Please tell me you’re not there with that surfer dude from my law class. The one who keeps trying to get you to go out with him.”

“No. God, tell me you know me better than that.”

Three dark sets of eyes level my way. I gulp at the possessive tug on my heart. Like they claim me with a simple look.

Fuck.

“Look, you can keep your secret. For now. I’ll let you get home before I hound you again. But wow, girl. When I said live a little on New Year’s, I thought maybe you would dance at the party with some hot guy, get a haircut, skip study group and binge watch rom coms.”

If she only knew half of what I did my friend would lose her head and then open a bottle of wine in my name.

I pinch my mouth to keep from smiling. It’s hard. I can feel all three men staring at me and the heat from their gazes has me creaming my panties.

“I never thought you would become a freaking globetrotter.”

“Hardly. Trust me, when I can share the details I will, okay?” I can feel the heat travel up my cheeks every second I spend talking with my friend.

I gasp as six hands rove over my body. Tugging, pulling. Two perfect pairs of lips kiss up the exposed sides of my neck. Warren drops to his knees, lifts the hem of my sweater and picks the spot just below my navel to torture me with languid, mind-blowing strokes of his tongue.

I shiver in eagerness and I don’t for a minute think they don’t know what they are doing.

“I’m just kidding, babe. When will you be back? You should know, people are starting to ask about you.”

I clutch the back of Warren’s head when he pops the button to my jeans. “You, uh...you can tell Sean I’m not interested for the last time.” Focusing is becoming harder by the minute.

“No, sweetie… I mean people.” Brooklyn’s voice pitches high while my stomach dips to hit the floor. She is the only person I’ve ever entrusted with my secret.

“I never thought he would realize I was gone, much less ask around for me.”

All lips and hands stop. Crap.

“Well he does, annnnnd he did, sweetie. I’m sorry. I hate being the one to rain on your adventure.”

I nervously chuckle now that the men are back on their feet and I have six-hundred pounds of male all focused on me.

Around us the temperature in the elevator turns arctic. I glance at the floor number as they slowly tick by. How long does this thing take anyway? I don’t fail to notice how their gazes turn darker.

“He?” Warren asks, when I don’t make eye contact.

“Who did you think wouldn’t miss you?”

Daemon comes to stand shoulder to shoulder with his buddy and I’m pushed back against Erik’s chest. Two things stand out. His hard cock pressing into my ass and he’s breathing heavier than usual.

Damn.

Before I can end the call, Brooklyn is already jumping in. “Is that?—”

“Talk soon, love you!”

This time I make damn sure I hit the end button before shoving the contraption back in my coat pocket.

Oh boy.

All three loom over me. I feel the heat of their gazes touching every inch of my face like they think I’ll give up answers from the mere power of their matching scowls.

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