Page 152 of Pretty Poisoned

I look around the pool deck, which has filled up in the past hour. A bigger crowd with new bodies, and they're all, at least intermittently, looking at us.

"Okay. But let's just order something. I'm tired of other people."

"I don't even notice them," he says, shrugging. "I only see you."

"I love you," I tell him. "You're my best friend."

"I love you, too, Teag." He kisses me on the lips. "Let's go."

I take his hand and follow him back inside the hotel.

We all ride together to the venue in a limo. It's been a while since I've been in a limo—since Declan and Luca took me to that…whatever it was…in the mountains in Oregon.

And then they both fucked me on the way back.

"Time for your blindfold, Teagan," Luca whispers in my ear.

I shake my head. "Stop."

Apparently, I'm not the only one thinking about it.

Eli is the last one to climb in, sitting beside Brady and across from River and Hazel. Declan is across from me. He has his sunglasses on again, and he's quiet. I don't think he's looking at me, though. I don't think he has the entire time.

"E!" Hazel says when he gets in the car. "I've missed you. I miss our talks."

"Me, too, Haze," he says. He pulls a flask from his pocket and takes a pull, but he looks like he's already well passed drunk. "You're my favorite person in this fucking car, you know that?"

"I do know that," she tells him.

"Is that little girl of yours wearing panties under that?"

"That's unlikely. Let me check," Hazel says. She pushes Riv's dress up past her hips and spreads her legs apart. "Nope. No panties."

"That's terrible," he says.

"It's a lot easier to get finger banged during a concert if you're not wearing panties, E," River says.

"That's facts," Hazel tells him.

I laugh with them and Luca takes a swig from a bottle of vodka, then brings it to my lips. "Open up," he says. "It's tradition."

He fills my mouth with vodka, and I swallow, then he runs his hand up my thigh and kisses me on the mouth. I taste vodka on his own tongue as it rolls over mine.

"Is Teagan wearing anything under that skirt?"

Declan.

Luca bites down on my lip hard enough to draw blood, and I let out a small, high-pitched squeak. He sucks the lip into his mouth before he answers.

"Yeah," Luca says. "I watched her put them on. She's wearing a black thong."

"Take it off, Teagan."

"What?"

"You heard me."

"Better do it, Teag," Luca says. "Besides, River's right. It'll be a lot easier to get finger banged at the show if you do."

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