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“Damn, Vixen!” He comes up behind me, wrapping me in his arms and kissing my neck. “My girl is sexy as fuck!”
I giggle and turn to face him, throwing my arms around his neck and legs around his waist as he lifts me. “I missed you today.”
A heart-stopping grin reaches his ears. “Yeah, baby?” I nod. “I missed you, too. I always miss you the second I step out.” He brings his lips to mine, showing me just how much he missed me with his mouth. I moan and wiggle in his hold as heat begins to bloom in my core.
When we finally come up for air, my gaze falls on Noah who stands on the opposite side of the kitchen island, watching us. Gabe sets me down on the ground, and I pad over to Noah barefoot.
My hands slide up his chest, one going into his hair as he rests his on my hip. His hair is still damp from the shower he must have taken recently. I pull him down to me, claiming his mouth like Gabe did to me seconds ago.
Since I temporarily moved in last week, I’ve been sleeping in Noah’s bed, and every night, we fall beneath the sheets all together. A mess of tangled limbs, sweaty bodies pressed up against each other until we give in to exhaustion. And in the morning, when the sun rises, it’s only Noah and I in bed.
I hate waking up without Gabe, but I also love my little intimate moments with Noah, where he cuddles me and kisses every inch of my body. Where we talk like normal lovers about everything and anything. It makes every kiss shared between us feel different, deeper, as if we share something that’s just between me and him.
I love it. But I wish I had this with Gabe as well.
When I pull away and look into his deep chocolate eyes, all I see is love shining back at me. My heart dances in the most beautiful way every time he looks at me like that. Who knew this would be waiting for me on the other side once I finally gave into them?
Is this what the girls feel when they look at their partners? This warmth that keeps on growing, this need to have them at your side? To have all their little smiles, littletouches, little whispers?
Because if it is, then I was wrong about Victor. I never loved him the way I thought I did. What I had with him never felt all consuming. Never felt like he was my reason for breathing, my reason for existing. I never felt a fraction of what I feel for these two men who worship the ground I walk on.
Which only leaves me with one realization.
I’ve fallen madly, head over heels, irrevocably in love with Noah Adler and Gabriel Ellis.
Chapter twenty-five
Gabriel
Fried brain and tequila shots.
“We should do something tonight, something different,” Ronnie says as she lies down over mine and Noah’s legs. Her butt is between us, thighs over me and head resting on Noah as he passes his fingers through her locks.
Something’s up with him; I don’t know what it is, but I can feel it. He’s been quieter than usual, seeming lost in his head. He’s also been drinking much more than I’m used to seeing him do. Every few minutes, I notice Ronnie looking up at him with a question in her eyes. One he clearly hears and offers her what I can only describe as a reassuring smile back. But it’s small.
Something happened today, and Vixen knows what it is, but she hasn’t said a word. Neither has he, and I can’t help but feel a bit unsettled by it. I know they spend more time together than she and I. They clearly share a deeper connection, and it makes me jealous. I hate it, but I don’t know how to change it.
I rub my hand up and down her long, smooth legs. “What did you have in mind, baby?” If there’s one great thing about living in the city, it’s that there’s always something to do, no matter the time.
“Let’s go wild, get drunk and dance the night away. I haven’t been to a club in so long!” She pulls her legs off mine and sits up between us with a huge grin, grabbing on to both our thighs.
“Yes! I’ll dress all slutty in a super short dress, show off my new hair. We’ll take a car out. You can pretend you don’t know me and try to pick me up at the bar. Then we’ll dance, and you’ll take me back to your lair to do all those filthy things you’ve dreamed of doing to me.” Her fingernails trail up our thighs, closer to where we want them. “Unless you two are too old for that.”
Noah snorts as my mouth drops open. “Excuse me?”
“Well, what? I am much younger than you two. It’s understandable if staying up past midnight is too hard on your thirty-year-old bodies.” She sucks in her lips to suppress her giggles, eyes bouncing with amusement at my astounded expression.
“First of all, we’re twenty-eight, not thirty.” I grab her hips, lifting her into the air and making her straddle my thighs. “Second, you’re only four years younger than us, little lady.”
I nip her chin as she throws her head back and laughs, my fingers digging into her ribs as I tickle her. “And third, this body works overtime to be at its absolute best, around the clock. So you can bet that sexy little ass of yours that it can keep up with you.”
I capture her open mouth quickly, tongue tangling with her as she moans. My hand comes up to fist her hair, angling her head exactly like I want it. I deepen the kiss until she’s squirming in my hold, hips rocking back and forth as she chases more friction.
I release her hair and grab hold of her hips, stopping her movements. She whimpers as I pull away. “Later, baby. I promise we’ll take good care of you.” I kiss her pouting lips one last time. “What do you say, Noh? You up for a wild night with our girl?”
He picks up his amber drink from the side table, downs the rest, and sets it back down. “Sure. Let’s do it.”
“Yay! Give me an hour, then we’ll go. I’m going to make you boys drool tonight.” She stands from the couch, kissing us both, then turns to leave.
