Page 18 of Insatiable

Kade waits for me to respond, tightening his hold when I let out a whimper from how close he is, then releasing me and stepping back.

“If that’s what you want,” he says, and I frown at him. Kade tips the bottle in the direction Chris went, fighting a snarl on his face. “By all means, go. Or you can have Base as planned. We both know how desperate you can be.”

Before I can come up with a snarky response, or at least tell him to go fuck himself, he scoffs, shaking his head and turning away from me. He tosses back the rest of his beer then chucks the bottle, my shoulders tensing as it smashes on the cobbles.

You prefer your quick fucks older, don’t you?

Fine. I might have deserved that.

5

STACEY

Something is licking my face.

Two somethings.

I crack my eyes open to see Milo and Hopper on each side of me. I pat their heads while looking over at the door I’m certain I shut. “How did you two get in here?”

They stare at me, then Milo tilts his head, and I lie back down as they roll onto their backs to get tummy rubs. Hopper nudges my face with his wet nose, and I wrap my arms around him with a huge grin.

“Did you both miss me?”

Both heads tilt this time, and I laugh and scratch their ears.

Kade must’ve kept them away from the party last night. He’s always extremely protective of them. I’m surprised he hasn’t booted the door down and demanded they leave me alone.

The sun beams in my face as I peel the duvet off me, screwing my eyes shut as I search for my phone. When I find it, it’s dead, and with how much I drank last night after going back to the party, I think I’m dead too.

No sexual games were played thankfully.

I slip my shoes on and leave the spare room, Milo and Hopper sprinting away down the lobby. I walk three doors down and knock lightly. “Ty?”

The latch on the door unlocks, and my friend sneaks out, leaving Dez asleep in bed. Her hair is a mess, and there’s a bite mark on her throat. She blows out a breath as she looks at me. “I’ll call an Uber. I’m too hungover to drive.”

We step over a sleeping Base at the entranceway and slip out the front door.

The manor is strangely silent. “You wouldn’t think it was noon. Luciella must’ve given the staff more than one day off.”

“Three days, I think. She hates having them around.”

The outside air hits us, and we both shiver.

“I’m going to come stay at your place for a few days,” I tell Tylar, shivering even more at the thought of going home to Chris. “When do you leave for Rome?”

“Sunday,” she says as we sit on the steps, waiting for our ride. “I know you want to ask. So ask.”

I shrug. “What you and Dez do is none of my business.”

“It was that stupid game,” she says, sighing. “I thought I was going to sleep with him, then Kade made them all leave.”

When I’d gone back into the manor last night, Kade had grabbed Base by the collar before he could take a line of coke from the coffee table and dragged him out of the room. Then when Dez decided to come up for air after devouring Tylar’s mouth, Kade had said that the party was over.

I had a few more shots, and then me and Tylar went to one of the spare rooms. She snuck out once she thought I was asleep, and I heard her giggling outside the door.

The gate opens, and I watch as a black motorbike drives in and stops next to us. The rider stands tall, tugs off his gloves and then the helmet to reveal dark messy hair and sleepy blue eyes.

Kade drops the helmet on the ground; he looks like he hasn’t slept in days. He rolls his shoulders as he gets off the bike, and as he lifts his gaze to me, I notice a bruise under his cheek. I gulp and look away.

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