Page 9 of Huge Games

"Stop fighting over Celine." The sound of rustlingfollows Travis as he moves to his side.

"Maybe Travis should share with me, and you guys should bunk down together?"

Dornan is already spread out beside me and nudges my arm with his elbow. He's mirrored Elias's posture, and it amuses me how much they are alike, even through their obvious differences.

Elias is all sharp edges with his razor tongue, dark piercing gaze, brows that are like slashes across his forehead, and a sweep of black hair as dark as ink. Dornan is all lightness with his broad smile, blue eyes, and blond hair, which are an angelic contrast to his bulk and height.

They’re so different and yet sexy in their own right. More so tonight because I can still remember what it felt like to kiss each of the men sharing the room with me. Their kisses rest like butterflies on my lips.

"I'm sorry about tonight," I say softly.

"What for?" Dornan's fingers brush mine, the contact forming a lump in my throat, which presses up, threatening tears. I don't want to cry in front of them. I don't even want to cry in front of myself.

"For kissing you all like a rabid animal."

"I didn't get rabid animal vibes." Dornan twists to grin at me in the dark.

"Yeah. It brought back nothing but good memories for me." Elias turns, too, and shoots me the wicked smile that seduced me in the first place.

"No complaints." When I lean over the edge of the bed, Travis is grinning. He presses two fingers to his lips and holds them in the air like he captured my kiss on their tips.

Jeez.

Not what I was expecting.

"I guess…what Eddie did was so fucking humiliating. Ijust want to prove to him that I don't give a shit. No loss…and all that." I wave my hand dismissively, even though they’ll struggle to see the gesture in the darkness.

"You don't need to prove anything to that douchebag," Elias says fiercely. "Seriously, if he didn't value what he had, then he's an idiot."

"Yeah." Dornan turns toward me a little before I have a chance to swoon at Elias's compliment.

An engine rumbles to life in the parking lot, and a ripple of female laughter cuts through, reminding me of where we are. Molly's for flip's sake.

"Once a cheater, always a cheater." The bitterness in Travis's tone makes me wonder if he's experienced his own cheating heartbreak.

"I wish I could find a way to get even."

"What about a fake relationship?" Elias has now moved to a sitting position, the conversation taking all his attention. My head is still fogged from sleep, and I’m probably still drunk, so his comment takes a while to settle.

"A fake relationship?"

"Yeah. I mean, I can stand in to make Eddie jealous. Seeing you with me would make him crazy, especially because rumors circulated the last time we hooked up, and I know he heard them."

"Rumors?"

"Someone saw us leave together, that's all."

"So you didn't go bragging all over the locker room?"

"Hell no." He sounds offended, but I'm not sure why he would be. I've heard him talk shit about girls before. Elias Mazur isn't exactly what you'd call a gentleman or even a good guy. In fact, I've always seen him as a bad boy, through and through.

Dornan makes a grumbling sound in the back of his throat as though the idea of me even fake dating Eliasdoesn’t sit well with him. "I can stand in."

"I'd be up for it," Travis says. "Eddie doesn’t know me and me being older might make a fake date even more effective."

"We could all do it," Dornan suggests, and my mouth drops open. Is he serious?

"Three fake boyfriends?" As I say the words, the idea becomes real and interesting. Eddie would hit the roof if I dated Elias, but he'd be apoplectic if I was dating three men.

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