“You’re going with them to the convention, aren’t you?” I point out. “So I’m proud of you too. It’s crazy how hard you all work.”They all exchange a soft look over my head.“What?”
“Nothing,” Jack says. “You’re just very sweet.”
I roll my eyes. My phone chimes on the counter, but I ignore it, leaning back into Seb and studying the other two men.
I’ve not slept with all three of them yet. Because of their work schedules, I’ve spent the past week going to bed with Sebastian, and waking up with Cyrus. It’s been great spending one-on-one time with them both, but I’m dying to have them all together. Even the thought of it makes me squirm.
Cyrus leans closer, taking a sip of champagne. As I watch, he meets my gaze, grins, and then tips the glass, letting a drizzle of cold liquid drip down the side of my throat.
I grimace. “Cy—”
“Oops.” He dips his head and licks it right off, making my eyes flutter. “Sorry about that.”
“You’re awful,” I mumble, and he smiles against my skin.
“You love it.”
My phone chimes again. I ignore it, guiding Sebastian’s big palm up to my breast. He squeezes me, and my back arches, a sigh falling from my lips as Cy trails his tongue up to my earlobe.
My phone chimes again. And again. And again.
I frown. “Ugh. I should probably get that. It might be important.”
Jack leans up and grabs the phone, passing it over to me.
“Thanks, honey.” I check the screen. All of the texts are from Benny.
B: BETH CALL ME BACK
B: ANSWER YOUR PHONE
B: I DONT CARE IF YOURE SLEEPING OR CHANGING A NAPPY OR YOUVE GOT A DIFFERENT MAN IN EVERY ORIFICE OF YOUR BODY
B: THIS IS IMPORTANT FFS
“Jesus,” I mutter, standing. “One sec.” There’s not really anywhere private I can go in the flat, so I tug my clothes back into place, brush back my rumpled hair, and head out into the hallway, tappingreturn call.Benny picks up after the first ring.
“Beth!”
“This better be an emergency,” I warn. “Someone better be dying.”
“No one’s dying. But you’re not going to believe what Tony just showed me.”
Benny and Antonio have already been on a handful of dates since the night at the club, and Benny’s been on cloud nine all week. I’m very happy for him, but I’d definitely rather not hear about all the details right now.
“Was it some kind of sex move?” I say dryly. “Because I’m pretty sure I was just about to have my first foursome, so if you interrupted me just to tell me about your boyfriend’s junk, I’m not gonna be happy.”
“Holy shit, you’ve got like, a whole harem now. And no. This is not junk-related news.”
“No? Okay, let me guess; he dragged you into the bathroom and screwed you so hard it hurts to sit down.”
“What? No.” He hesitates.“Well…”
“Okay. Did you perchance call to inform me that you want to stick your tongue up his—”
“Bethany Sarah Ellis,” he interrupts.“Be quiet and let me speak. I’m on break, I only have a few minutes. This isn’t about me, it’s aboutyou.”
“Hm?”