Page 24 of Untraced Magic
Colt remained unmoving. “Anywhere specific?”
Wes leaned back, casually placing his hands behind his head. “I’ll leave that up to you.”
I leaned forward in my chair, my elbows edged on my knees. My foot tapped continuously on its toe as I watched Colt rise from his seat before stopping in front of Morgan.
“Go for the toes!” Jade yelled.
Morgan shot her a dirty look. “Oh my God, gross!”
Colt kneeled to her height, and my breath held firm in my chest.
“If I’m going to kiss a woman, I’m doing it right,” he retorted before connecting his lips with hers. My stomach bottomed out at the sight, something unfamiliar and unpleasant stirring beneath my skin.
Morgan’s brows shot up, her lids fluttering closed as he took full advantage of the situation. My arms ached to rip him away as jealousy coursed through me.
I averted my gaze.
“Welcome to Cutters Cove, Morgie babe,” Wes teased, giving me a sideways glance.
Seeing them together grated a part of me I didn’t expect, but I kept my expression carefully blank. Like I didn’t care.
Did I care? Taking a deep breath, I let out it slowly.
If it had to be any of the guys, at least it was Colt. He knew the rules and never bent them.
Colt returned to his perch on the floor, swiping a thumb over his bottom lip before taking the bottle in his hand. Whipping it around, it came to a standstill, pointing directly at Morgan once more.
She threw up her hands, scrunching her nose. “Oh c’mon, that’s unfair!”
Colt shrugged nonchalantly.
“Rules are rules,” said Reid, from the opposite side of the circle. He raised a brow. “Truth or dare?”
She narrowed her hazy gaze at him. “Dare.”
“I dare you to give Ty the sexiest lap dance you’ve got.”
Morgan turned her attention to Colt, looking for affirmation.
Colt shook his head with a low chuckle. “You opted for dare.” He said simply.
I cursed under my breath. It was bad enough I just had to watch her get mouth-fucked. Now this?Thiswould be torture.
Fuuuccckkk.
Morgan arched a brow at him. “Do I get music, or do I have to freestyle this?”
Fuck me. Was this really happening? My head turned to her, locked somewhere between ‘hell no’ and ‘fuck yeah.’
Reid whooped. “Ooh, strap him down, Ty. She’s coming for you, big fella.”
This.
Here.
Right now.
Was going to be the end of me.
