Page 19 of Beneath the Blindfold

I felt a little better when several of the guys turned my direction and watched me. From the annoyed expression on her face, I could tell she knew. These men preferred to look at me, fully clothed, over her in a bra and skimpy underwear.

The night air was cool as we waited for Saul to pull the limo up.

“Guys,” I said. “I’m sorry.”

Evie shivered in the breeze, but laughed. “It wasn’t your fault. And think about how awesome the story is. I got kicked out of a strip club during my bachelorette party.”

Logan’s hands rubbed up and down her arms, trying to warm her. “Payton, it’s not a problem.”

“Of course not. You’re just dying to get your blindfold back on.”

Logan’s grin developed slowly, and it looked seductive and sinister in the moonlight, much like a predator’s, and Evie was his prey. “You’re not wrong.”

The limo pulled up and Saul hopped out, opening the back door. Evie and Logan climbed inside, but I motioned for Dominic to go next, and set a hand on our driver’s arm.

“Can you just drive around for the next forty-five minutes or so? Stay in the city, but keep us moving?”

If it was an odd request, Saul didn’t show it. “Sure, not a problem.”

“Thanks.” As I climbed in and shut the door, I wondered how much of our party he could hear behind the black privacy glass. Maybe he’d go home tonight and tell his wife about chauffeuring us from drag queen club to titty bar, or perhaps this wasn’t that wild of a night for him. He was a limo driver in Chicago and might have driven all sorts of crazy celebrities.

“No more liquor for you.” I tugged the champagne glass from Evie’s hand. I didn’t want it to be any easier on Logan. In fact, I wanted him to need a crowbar to get her knees apart.

“What’s going on?” The corners of her mouth turned downward. “Earlier you acted like you thought I was insane, and now you’re on board?”

“Yeah,” Dominic said before I could get anything out. “Now that she’s got something riding on it.”

Logan held an amused smile. “You made a bet?” His gaze settled on mine. “You’re going to lose.”

Dominic laughed. “I told her that.”

Cocky pieces of shit, both of them. “Hey, fuck you. You both think you’re so irresistible, why don’t you try to seduce each other?” I sipped the drink I’d stolen from Evie as the limo took a turn and forced me to lean into Dominic. I set my hand on his chest and pushed off, righting myself. “Evie and I could watch.”

It was like I’d insulted their mothers. Both men gave me an annoyed look, illustrating exactly hownotfunnythat idea was to them.

“You’re a bunch of hypocrites,” I continued. “You love girl-on-girl, but you don’t give us any guy-on-guy action.”

Evie giggled at the thought. Shit. She sounded like I felt. Buzzing.

“Keep dreaming, devil woman.”

I made a pouty face, but then I got an idea. The drink sloshed as I abandoned it in a cup holder and set my sights on Evie. She was sitting on the side bench, closest to the front of the limo, which meant I’d have to climb over Logan to get to her.

Strong arms ensnared me as I tried to move, and his low voice rumbled in my ear. “And where do you think you’re going?”

“To get some girl-on-girl action,” I whispered back, “since I didn’t get any at the club.” Instantly Dominic’s hold was gone.

Logan eyed me with suspicion as I fumbled through the aisle. The car hit a bump and I tumbled into his lap.

“Don’t mind me,” I said, full of sarcasm. Which of course, he didn’t. Logan made zero effort to help me, but perhaps he wanted to keep his distance. Dominic and I hadn’t talked much about the fact I’d fucked his best friend, because it had happened months before I’d met the man who became my fiancé. But tension lurked in the quiet moments, and Logan didn’t seem to know how to deal. It needed to not be so quiet.

“Get out your phone and put on some music,” I ordered Logan. “Something sexy.”

He didn’t move. “What exactly is your plan?”

I flopped down on the seat between the bride and groom, edging Evie out of the way. “Evie’s going to give me a lap dance.”

Her laugh was bright and bubbly. She thought I was kidding? Because I wasn’t.

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