Page 124 of Mayhem
“I was only playing, and it wasn’t a man.”
He raised a brow at her. “You think that matters to me?”
She looked to Paetyn, leaning against the door frame, watching them in amusement. “Paetyn. Do something.”
He tilted his head. “You riled him up with your little show, Angel. So deal with it.”
Her attention returned to Cruz as he tossed his shirt aside, and she let Paetyn’s words sink in. He wasn’t upset this time; this wasn’t punishment. She’d turned him on. Erin smirked at him.
“Should I pick out another woman tomorrow? We can bring her back here and—”
She cut off with a squeak as Cruz reached under her dress and ripped her panties.
Paetyn chuckled. “Careful, Angel. You keep it up, and you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”
Erin bit her lower lip at the desire in Cruz’s eyes. She hadn’t meant it; she was sure they both knew that because there was no way she was sharing them, but the thought of it seemed to turn them all on.
Paetyn sat beside Cruz on a lounge couch at one of the cabana bars the following afternoon, Kieran on a chaise beside them. Their group had met to swim, enjoy the scenery, and have a few drinks. The women had gone to the bathroom almost ten minutes ago, and he would have thought they were lost if it weren’t for the fact it was hard to get lost from where they were to the restrooms.
Lawrence, Remy, and Nik were placing orders for everyone with one of the servers, and from the way she was smiling at Lawrence and he shook his head adamantly, mixed with the amused look on Remy’s face, Paetyn assumed the woman was flirting with Lawrence. The three rejoined them a minute later, and Lawrence glared at Remy.
“You remember you thought that shit was funny when some woman is hitting on you, and I don’t say anything.”
“We both know you’re far too jealous to let something like that slide,” Remy countered.
“Not jealous. I prefer to show I care and put a stop to it.”
“You say that like I don’t care.” When Lawrence didn’t respond, Remy leaned over and whispered something in his ear.
The women joined them then. Erin took a seat on Cruz’s lap, and he wrapped his arms around her. She wore an emerald green two-piece bathing suit with a blue shawl around her waist. He could admit that they were almost late when he’d seen her walk out of the bedroom in it. Paetyn knew seeing her insomething shouldn’t affect him as it often did, but he chalked it up to it being a good thing.
A server, different from the one flirting with Lawrence, brought their drinks. Nik pointed out who got what, and Paetyn received his last.
“Gracias,” he stated.
“De nada,” she responded with a smile. “You speak Spanish,” she continued in the mentioned language.
“I do,” Paetyn responded.
She glanced around the group briefly. “I don’t mean to be forward, but you’re very handsome. Too handsome to play the third wheel in this group.”
Paetyn could see how she thought it. Looking at his friends, it was apparent they were coupled up, and at the moment, it did look like Erin and Cruz were together. They were, but…he could see why she assumed.
“I get off at four if you want to—”
“He doesn’t,” Erin stated in Spanish. “And he isn’t a third wheel.” She gripped his chin and pulled him into a kiss. It spoke of possession, and he didn’t mind. He was hers and didn’t plan on going anywhere. Erin cut her eyes at the woman when they pulled apart. “Go away,” she demanded, switching to English, and the server did an about-face. “First, the woman this morning at breakfast hitting on Cruz, and now you. I swear I’m going to have to tie you both to my wrists.”
“I thought you were going to hurt that woman this morning,” Chayse stated.
“I contemplated it but refrained so they wouldn’t try to kick me out.”
“You still scared her pretty bad,” Lawrence pointed out.
“Then she should have kept her ‘accidental’ touches to herself.”
Paetyn chuckled before taking a drink. They all knew it hadn’t been an accident, and the woman had likely only done it because they’d been in the same situation. The waitress heard Erin call him baby while ordering, and he was sure she assumed Cruz was fair game. He wasn’t surprised they had to deal with it in bigger groups.
It wasn’t hard to see that they both belonged to her when it was just the three of them. In his opinion, seeing it in a group setting should have been easy, too. The chemistry between them didn’t change, but he was sure it was challenging to see when in a group of compatible couples.
