Page 59 of Intertwined Souls

“Well, agree to disagree,” Ryker snarks. “Anyway, it felt more controlled. It wasn’t just falling into a trap door and not being able to climb out without help like it has been in the past. It felt like a trap door but with a ladder.”

“What do you want to do, Harley?” Grayson asks, turning in the passenger seat to look at me. “Do you want to go home?”

Pinching my lips together, I shake my head. “Can we get food? I’m kind of hungry.”

Grayson grins at me. “Of course. What do you want?”

“Pizza,” I respond immediately, causing all three of them to chuckle.

“Of course. I’m pretty sure you’re becoming an addict to pizza,” Ryker remarks, laughing softly.

I roll my eyes as Cade drives away from the school and towards an empty parking lot in town that is lined with food trucks and has rows of tables in the middle of the lot. It’s a truck we have gotten pizza from before, and it’s the best thing that I have ever tasted.

Getting out of the car, we walk into the lot and head towards the pizza truck. The wind blows, and I wrap my arms around myself, rubbing my bare biceps and wishing I had brought a jacket. A second later a warm, thick suit jacket is wrapped around my shoulders.

Glancing to my right, I grin at Grayson and push my arms through the large jacket and wrap it tightly around myself. “Thank you,” I say, placing a kiss on his cheek.

His face tints red, and he shrugs. Ryker sighs from behind us and crosses his arms with a pout on his lips.

“Why are you pouting?” I ask, biting my lip and trying not to smile.

“Because this shithead keeps getting ahead of me and putting you in his clothes.”

We step up to the truck where one person is ordering in front of us. I turn towards Ryker and wrap my arms around his waist. “Do you want me to wear your clothes when we get home?” I tease.

Ryker runs his hands up and down my back, a wicked glint in his dark eyes. “As much as I want you in my clothes, I would prefer it if you were naked when we got home.”

My face heats, and my mouth pops slightly open. Ryker laughs and pulls me firmly against him so our bodies are lined up and my face is tucked into his neck. He pushes harder against me, and I feel the firm bulge digging into my lower stomach.

Swallowing, I can’t help but think about what it would be like to have more with him… with all of them. I think I want more. I want to connect with them on another level and feel their bodies against mine.

I want all of Ryker. I want all of Grayson. I want all of Cayden.

When it’s our turn to order, Ryker insists on us trying as many different flavors as we can, so he orders a slice of eight different pizzas. Everything from vegetarian to chicken with bacon, pepperoni, barbecue, and more.

We stuff our faces and just spend time laughing and visiting with each other. I learn about some of the shit Ryker dragged the other two into doing with him when they were younger and how they can’t wait to become prospects after graduation. Honestly, I’d be so proud to see them be full members of the club. They’ve earned it.

On the ride home, Ryker sits in the back with me but he pulls me into the middle seat and keeps his hand resting on my bare thigh under the slit of the dress.

Goosebumps break out on my skin as he gently rubs his thumb back and forth. Glancing up at him, I find his eyes already intently watching me as he runs his tongue over his lower lip, and I know tonight is going to be different.

Chapter Fifteen

Harley

When we get home, it’s almost one in the morning, so we don’t see anyone as we head inside. Before I can walk up the stairs, Cade stops me by pulling me against his chest. He leans down and kisses me softly and slowly like he wants to consume me. His hands slide up my back until he is cradling the back of my head, where his fingers flex in my hair.

He pulls back just enough to rest his forehead against mine. “Go with Ryker and Grayson tonight, baby girl,” he says huskily.

My brows lower in confusion, but Cade merely kisses my forehead and lets go of me to walk around me to head upstairs. Ryker doesn’t give me a chance to overthink anything before he grips my hand and pulls me with him through the club and out the back door towards Gabe’s house.

Once we get inside the room Gabe has set up for me here, Grayson sits on the edge of the bed while Ryker walks up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and kissing my neck.

“Nothing happens unless you want it to,” he says against my neck. “We can just change and get in bed and watch a movie if you want.”

Goosebumps rise on my arms, and I let my eyes fall shut, tilting my head back against Ryker’s shoulder. I know what I want, and I’m not going to let my nerves get in the way of anything tonight.

“I want you,” I whisper. Opening my eyes, I peer down at Grayson, who is still sitting on my bed watching us, his eyes dilated. “I want both of you.”

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