Page 22 of Triumphant Kings

I bite my lip, not doing a very good job at hiding my grin when I see Declan’s hand go to Preston’s ass. I burst out laughing when Preston shouts, shooting into a seated position.

“Did you just pinch my ass?” Preston grumbles.

“You deserve worse for your bad joke.” Declan gives him a soft kiss on his lips.

“Stoooop,” I whine.

“Stop what?” Preston raises a brow towards me.

“Stop being so cute. It’s too adorable and I’m a swooning mess.” I pout. “Would it be weird if I sat in the chair in the corner of the room and just watched you two?”

A slow, cheeky grin takes over Preston’s face. “Baby, you can watch us any time, any place.”

“Not what I meant.” I roll my eye,s then lean down to kiss him. He doesn’t let me go when I pull back, holding me there so he can slip his tongue into my mouth and kiss me until my head spins.

“Bye,” he murmurs against my lips.

“Bye,” I breathe against his.

Blinking a few times, I move over to Declan next and smile. “Bye, Sweetheart,” he smiles back. My kiss with him is softer, but more sensual.

“Bye,” I murmur, catching his lower lip between my teeth. He moans softly, making me grin. “Be a good boy while I’m gone.”

His cheeks heat, and Preston chuckles. “I wouldn’t count on that, Kitten. Nothing good can come from being alone with me.”

The look Preston gives him has me melting for him. By the time I’m leaving the room, I'm wondering why I’m going in the first place. I want a repeat of last night.

“Mom!” I call out as I enter the house. “I’m home.”

“There you are.” Mom smiles as she steps out of the kitchen. “Did you spend the night with Collin?”

“Ahh.” I laugh awkwardly, rubbing the back of my head. “No. I ah, stayed at Declan’s dorm... with him and Preston.”

She doesn’t say anything, just nods.

“Well. I guess it’s time we talk about boy number four, shall we?” She cocks a brow.

“Yeah, that's not a conversation I thought I’d ever have with you. But hey, there’s a lot of shit going on in my life I didn’t think was going to happen, so this should be the least of my problems.”

Her face falls into one of worry. “Sadie.”

“Nope. Not gonna talk about the depressing stuff I can’t change.” I loop my arm through hers, guiding her towards the study. “Let’s talk about my list of boyfriends.”

“So Grayson is your boyfriend then?” she asks when we take a seat on the couch.

“Is Mark home?” I ask, looking over my shoulder.

“No.” She shakes her head. “He’s at the office. I’m going to meet him after we have our little chat.”

“Okay, then yes.” I shift my body to look at her, tucking my legs under my bum and letting my hands rest on my thighs. “Grayson is my boyfriend.”

“I thought so.” She breathes out.

“Are you upset?” Please say no. Because the last thing I want right now is my mom being mad at me.

“No.” I let out a sigh of relief. “You’re an adult. You have every right to live your life how you want it. All I care about is if you're safe and happy. As long as they treat you good, that's all that matters.”

“Really?” I blink. “That's it? I’m dating four men. One of them is the son of your best friend, one is his brother from his evil father, and one that's my stepbrother.”

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