Page 43 of Kings & Corruption

The media room. Oscar. The movie.

The screen was blank now, the room still dark. But Oscar was still there.

In fact, he wasn’t justthere. He was under me on the row of seats, and I was nestled into the crook of his arm like we were fucking lovers.

But that, as insane as it was, wasn’t the kicker.

The kicker was Rock, who was slumped over my legs like one of those weighted blankets.

What. The. Fuck?

I tried to sit up and Rock shifted. His baby blues flickered open, gazing at me sleepily over a blanket that had somehow been thrown over me in my sleep.

“Morning, gorgeous,” he drawled. “You look good enough to eat.”

“Feels even better,” Oscar said. “Not that you would know.”

Rock shot flaming arrows at his friend over my body. “Fucker. If I’d known Willa might be up in the middle of the night, you know I would have gotten here first.”

“Oh my god,” I groaned. Were they really fighting over me? As if I could ever be anything but reluctant allies with either of them? “It’s way too early for this… whatever this is.”

I sat up and pushed Rock away so that I could extricate myself from the blanket of magnificent man-meat that had somehow ended up snaked around my body in the middle of the night.

“Aw, leaving so soon?" Rock asked, staring up at me. “I was hoping to play with our kitten.”

Oscar laughed. “She’ll eat you alive, bro.” He looked up at me with a sly grin and sleepy dark eyes. “We can go to my room and go back to sleep if you want to be alone.”

I laughed. I couldn’t help it. They really were unbelievable.

But if I went to Oscar’s room right now, there was no way we’d be sleeping. Ditto if I was alone with Rock.

Basically, I couldn’t be trusted with either of them, and looking down at their sexy man-bodies, all warm with sleep, I was beginning to believe Ireallycouldn’t be trusted with both of them together.

“I’ll pass. Thanks for helping me sleep though.” I started for the door, suddenly aware that I was in nothing but panties and my Berlin T-shirt.

Oh well. Too late now.

I thought of something and turned around only to find both of them staring at my ass, which, okay, was for sure hanging out of my underwear. I rolled my eyes. “Can I help you?”

“Not unless you want to give me a piece of that beautiful ass,” Rock said with a grin.

“Stop,” I said. “I was going to say thank you. Don’t make me regret it.”

Oscar’s brow furrowed. “Thank you for what?”

“For the clothes last night. I don’t know which of you did it, but… it was really nice. So thank you,” I said.

Rock surprised me by laughing.

I crossed my arms over my chest. “What’s so funny?”

“Those weren’t from us,” Rock said.

“They weren’t?”

Oscar shook his head. “I hate to break it to you, tiger, but they were from Neo.”

Chapter20

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