Jordan shook my hand. “You have a bet.”
Not two minutes later, the Dodgers hit a three-run home run to take the lead. I jumped up and did a little dance in the living room.
“You’re not a very gracious winner,” Derek pointed out.
“Screw being gracious! The Giants suck! Hah!”
Taylor stretched out on the couch with one arm propped up behind his head. “You made a bet, but you never mentioned what the winner would get.”
“A back massage?” Jordan suggested.
I smirked at him. The margarita was going to my head, and made me braver than I normally was. And after being with the guys for close to two months, I was a lot less shy around them.
Which meant I wasn’t afraid to ask for what I wanted. Something I’d been considering for a while.
“How about somegroupactivities?” I said.
“What, like a board game?” Taylor asked.
Derek snorted. “Not sure that’s what she means, champ.”
Taylor blinked, then suddenly sat upright. “Oh?”
I raised an eyebrow at them.
A lusty smile spread across Jordan’s face. “I’m all for that. Not sure about the Chief, though.”
Derek frowned. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“There’s no way you would have a threesome, or foursome,” Jordan said.
“Why do you think that?”
“You’re kind of high-strung,” Taylor piped up. “And possessive.”
“You like things a very specific way,” Jordan added.
Derek gave us a confused grimace. “When did this become theshit all over Derek variety hour?”
I went over to the chair and sat in his lap. “You wouldn’t want to share me?”
“I already share you,” he replied, his voice a deep rumble.
I stroked his cheek. “I mean in the bedroom. Together. All of us.”
A glimmer of interest sparkled in his eyes. “I could do it.”
I leaned in close so that my lips were close to his, and whispered, “Prove it.”
39
Clara
Derek hesitated only a moment, then stood up from the couch. He took me by the hand and led me upstairs, with Jordan and Taylor following close behind.
Once we were in the master bedroom, he didn’t wait for the others. He threw me up against the wall, smothering me in a passionate kiss that I felt with my entire body. I didn’t even notice the bedroom door closing.
As quickly as he had kissed me, Derek ripped his lips away and shoved me to the left. I tumbled into Jordan’s waiting arms, and he picked up the kiss where Derek had left off, tongue forcing its way into my mouth possessively.