Page 58 of Gambling with Time

“I was never in that kind of danger with you. It was more a threat of falling for you and you not returning those feelings. I put up a good fight.”

I snorted.

“Admit it, love, you just couldn’t resist my charm. Throwing yourself at me every time I was near. I couldn’t get rid of you.”

“That isn’t how it happened.” I rolled my eyes.

Lex leaned against the door frame, his gaze running over my body. “You did come back to my bed smelling like him a lot.”

“Really?” I propped my hand on my hip as they ganged up on me. A smile played on my lips at their teasing.

“It drove me nuts,” Raiden added as he brushed past Lex into the room. He came over to me and pressed a soft kiss to my lips. “You always smelled like them, before the three of them, it was never the same guy. I could handle that. But the same three men around you all the time, it’s what pushed me to make my first move.”

His gray eyes sparkled down at me, and a full-blown cheeky grin spread over my face. “Thank goodness for them then.”

“I think he’s the favorite,” Bellamy grumbled.

“I don’t have favorites,” I replied, turning my attention to my sulking boyfriend on the bed. “Well, maybe I do, the last one to give me an orgasm. Which would make my favorite right now,” I paused and tapped my finger to my chin, “Alastor.”

Alastor looked up from his book and smiled at me but said nothing. He was still studying Egyptian Underworld mythology as if it would help us at all.

Bellamy groaned and clenched his heart like I shoved my dagger into his chest. Then he straightened, his scent filling the space. “I could fix that.”

“Down, boy,” Raiden commanded with a laugh. “We have a God to take care of.”

“Fine, but I’m the favorite as soon as we’re done.” He pushed off the bed, crossing the small space between us, and moved between Rai and me and claimed my mouth in a searing and promising kiss.

Damn. Let’s go defeat a God.

I would be living in bliss for the rest of my life if Bellamy had anything to say about it. He was the most competitive man I knew.

“That’s a promise,” he replied, reading my mind.

My toes curled at the prospect. Yes, please.

“Okay, Romeo, let’s go,” Lex said.

Alastor set the book down, while Raiden and Bellamy turned to follow Lex into the main room. “Favorite, huh?”

I linked my fingers with his and nodded. “Yep.”

CHAPTER 33

Lex

Once we found the house, it became apparent that time had not been kind to it. The exterior paint had faded and chipped, resembling a weary shade of yellow. Neglected weeds had grown uncontrollably in the yard, while the walkway leading to the front door lay broken and jagged. The signs of abandonment were unmistakable and exactly how Bellamy described.

It was in a bad part of town, but fairly easy to find once we knew the address. The numbers beside the door hung loosely, barely clinging onto their screws: 4-4-6-5-8. The middle number hung lower and definitely should be a 9.

Emmons, the street was as forgotten as the building standing before us. Potholes littered the asphalt, and old broken down cars with flat tires were scattered interminably down the street as if they were decoration.

Raiden climbed from the Tahoe and glanced up and down the street before he strolled purposefully to the front door. We followed behind him. My shadow creatures slipped off of me and into the shade of the porch cover that was hanging on by a thread as we approached. Alastor and Bellamy followed Samantha, and I trailed behind them all.

This felt too easy. My senses were sending warnings through me, strong enough for Bellamy to glance back at me with a questioning look. I shook my head, attempting to shake it off. We deserved something to go right. Didn’t we?

My sisters were horrible. They actually thought this would bring me happiness. That living through this hell would make me grateful? I couldn’t wait for it to be done. Not that I knew what that looked like for us. Bellamy, Raiden, and Alastor had a place for each of them. They all needed to rule. And Samantha was posed to rule beside all three of them.

Where did that leave me? The only thing I controlled was my club, and it was in a completely different realm than Tartus. Could I be happy there? The place I ran from?

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