Page 73 of Ice Me Baby

Dean shrugs as he moves over to the bed. “I like the illusion of privacy.”

They are both staring at me, and it only makes me more nervous.Do they plan on doing something or am I supposed to make the first move?I’m completely naked and, somehow, I’m still the only one unclothed. A few awkward minutes of silence pass, and I can’t take it anymore.

I shimmy out from under the blanket, moving up the bed toward the headboard. Their eyes track my movement as, inch by inch, my body is exposed. “Are you two planning to stare at me the whole time?”

Mac gives me a devilish grin, then he reaches for his shirt. A bang on the window startles me, and I scream, grabbing the blanket again and looking over to find two figures. Two familiar figures. Their hands are cupping the glass as they try to peer in.

Another bang sounds, and Vicy yells, “What the fuck are y'all doing in there?”

I drop back onto the bed completely mortified. Did they seriously drive all the way here to check on us?

Dean yells back, “Fuck off, Vicy!”

“The sexual tension between y’all has been choking us for months! Fuck her already!” Taz yells.

“Fuck off, Taz!” Dean screams.

There’s yet another bang on the window. “I can’t hear anything. It’s not that hard, just fuck her!” Vicy shouts.

Oh. My. God. Oh myFUCKINGgod! I really hope there aren’t any people nearby to hear their screaming match.

“We don’t need your help, Vicy,” Mac says and growls.

“I can draw diagrams if you want!” Taz adds, unhelpfully.

Exasperated, I throw my hands into the air. Is this really happening? My embarrassment gets the best as I huff. “Do you need diagrams?” Mac and Dean both look at me with disbelief. I continue my embarrassed rant, “You didn’t seem to have a problem finding it with your mouth.”

I hear Vicy and Taz both yell, “Oh shit!”

From my position on the bed, I point to the window. “Those are tinted right? They can’t see in here?”

Dean and Mac exchange a look at before Mac answers, “They can’t see through, no matter how hard they try.”

My body melts into the bed in relief. “Good. I don’t think I could live through the embarrassment.”

There’sanotherbang on the window. “I don’t hear any fucking! You guys must suck if I can’t hear her making any noise.”

Knowing they can’t see inside, I jump off the bed and march to the window. I bang back as I shout, “Fuck off you two, or I’ll make your lives a living hell on the ice.”

The two of them look at each other before slowly backing away from the window. Vicy gives the window a salute. “Understood, Roe Roe.”

Waiting until I’m sure they have indeed left, I turn around to face the guys. I attempt a sexy pose, but I’m not entirely sure I manage it. With my best siren eyes, I say, “Now. Who’s fucking me first?”

They glance quickly at each other, then begin ripping off their clothes. They simultaneously yell, “Me!”

I squeal as they rush me. I manage to jump onto the bed before I hear a loud thump. Looking over my shoulder, I see Dean on the floor with his underwear around his ankles. Mac is frozen mid step. He looks over his shoulder when Dean groans, “Fucking hell.”

I let out a snort, and Mac starts laughing.“Frère? Tu es bon?”

Dean thumps his head against the floor as he growls, “Fuck all the way off.”

I can’t hold back laughter anymore. “Did you seriously trip trying to get out of your underwear?”

He thumps his head against the floor again. “Fuck me…” he grunts.

“That was the plan. Are you okay?” I ask.

“Pretty sure I shattered my pride,” he mumbles.

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