And it really was an embrace from all of them. Dominic was holding me, but Holden and Barrett each had one of my hands in theirs.
Dominic’s hand finally slipped half an inch higher. “You’ll be the first person besides us to see the new building.”
I tightened my hand on Barrett’s naturally as my thighs inched apart. My heart was pounding so loud in my ears that I was sure everyone in the vehicle could hear it. “That’s great!”
“You can help us celebrate. We had drinks delivered there earlier, knowing we were going to end up there eventually. I’m glad you’ll get to see it. Though, it’s not a lot right now.” Barrett pulled our clasped hands into his lap and stroked my wrist with his other hand. “Try not to write any terrible reviews on us yet.”
Dominic’s hand inched higher and my voice came out higher than normal. “I’m sure you’ll all be good.”
Holden snorted. “I typically aim for better than good.”
“Honestly, I just like the confidence.” Barrett flattened my hand on his thigh and leaned forward to say something to the driver that I couldn’t hear.
Dominic’s voice was a low command in my ear. “Spread.”
Holden let out a strained sound. Even in the dark back seat, I could see his eyes trained on my thighs. Under the jacket, the movement of me opening my thighs wider was slightly hidden, but not enough. Knowing that they could all see what was happening sent blood rushing to my head, but then Dominic’s thumb stroked over my damp panties so lightly that my hips bucked forward in an attempt to get more.
Barrett’s deep chuckle heightened my arousal even more, somehow. “Here. We’ll call you when we need you.”
The SUV pulled to a stop and suddenly Dominic’s hand was gone. I tried to blink away the haze of lust I’d been under and crawled out after Barrett, knowing I was flushed and shaking with a desire unlike anything I’d ever felt. The energy buzzing through me was bigger than I knew what to do with. I’d never been in a situation like the one I was in and I didn’t know what the next move was.
Dominic let us into a big, blank building. The inside was as bare as the outside, save for a couple of chairs around a table with a bucket of ice and champagne on it.
He strode over to a set of light switches and flipped a single light on. “It’s not much right now, but it’s got potential. This neighborhood is in the process of blowing up. We’ll take the next three months to bang out construction and we’ll open just as it’s becoming trendy.”
Holden pointed to the back of the wide-open room. “I’ll have the kitchen set up in that corner. State of the art equipment and enough space for once. Goddamn, am I sick of suffocating in kitchens.”
I grinned and walked toward the space. “Closed in? Or open to the diners?”
His face made me giggle. “I don’t need people watching me and trying to talk to me while I work.”
“We’ll add two different bars and have three private sections.” Barrett grabbed the bottle of champagne and opened it expertly. “The places we bought before already had the layout set. It would’ve cost a fortune to redo them. This is our first chance to do whatever we want.”
I twisted in a circle as I looked at everything. Closing my eyes, I tried to picture what they’d described. “Any booths, or all tables?”
“Undecided.” Barrett spoke from directly in front of me and startled me. He offered me a glass of champagne when I opened my eyes. “I like the idea of a booth. It’s intimate.”
I hummed an answer. “No one ever tried to make a move on me at a table.”
“What is Barry? Chopped liver?”
I laughed and rolled my eyes. “Booths are just…private. They encourage romance. There’s always more touching in a booth. Plus, I think there’s something hot about sliding into a booth and having the man I’m with slide in after me, blocking me in.”
Dominic took a step toward me and seemed to stop himself as Barrett stepped in his path with a glass of champagne. His eyes stayed trained on mine, though. “You like feeling trapped?”
Draining my glass, I walked over to the table to set it down and buy myself time. My brain was on fire as I looked over my shoulder at the man holding the match. “Maybe.”
Holden sat in the chair closest to me and brought me down on his lap. “Tell me, Sugar. How’s your date going so far?”
I wrapped one arm around his neck and looked down at his handsome face. “Best date ever.”
His dimples flashed as he grinned. “Why?”
I looked up as Dominic and Barrett sat near us at the table. My cheeks were flushed as I spoke honestly. “I’ve never had the attention of three gorgeous men before. It’s…exhilarating. You’ve taken me to the best bars in town, danced with me, touched me like I’m the most beautiful woman alive, and shared this place with me. My normal dates are…well, you saw how it went with Barry.”
Holden shifted me on his lap so my back was against his chest and I was facing the other two men. “What’s the wildest thing you’ve ever done on a date, Sugar?”
My pulse spiked again. “This.”