“Take me home, Cameron,” she moaned against my lips. “I need you.”
Fuck.
I wanted to throw her over my shoulder and get the hell out of here, but the night was still young and there was Felicity and my friends to consider. Although she and Asher looked more than at home wrapped in each other’s arms.
“Later,” I said, stealing another kiss. “Felicity wanted to make the most of the night.”
Hailee’s eyes darkened as she gazed up at me. “I love you.” She fought a smile. “I love you so much.”
I pulled her close, emotion punching my stomach. Hailee wrapped her arms around my waist and held on tight as we swayed, dancing to our own beat.
Only weeks ago, my future had been uncertain, a black cloud hanging over me, blotting out all the light. But now I had everything I ever wanted. I had the team, and State was within our grasp. Mom was doing as well as could be expected given the circumstances. And I had a girl who loved me unconditionally.
I was a lucky son of a bitch. But if the last few weeks had taught me anything, it was not to take anything for granted.
And I intended on making the most of my life—starting with the girl in my arms.
Hailee
“Where are you going?” Cameron murmured, his hand reaching for me as I tried to untangle myself from the sheets.
“Water,” I said. “I need water.” The air was different in New York. Thick and humid, it clung to your skin and made your lungs tight.
“Get me a bottle.”
“Okay.” I trailed my fingers over his jaw, heat flooding me as I remembered how intense it had been between us when we got back to the penthouse.
Pulling on Cameron’s shirt, I quickly buttoned it up just in case anyone was still awake, although given the state of Jason, Flick, Asher, and his cousins last night, I doubted anyone would be.
Padding quietly into the hall, I hurried to the kitchen and got two bottles of water out of the refrigerator, pausing when I heard a noise. My heart leaped into my throat and I silently chastised myself. It was probably just someone snoring. But as I tiptoed back into the hall, I heard it again. A gentle creak. A muffled moan. My eyes strained against the darkness to find the source of the noise, only to be met with closed door after closed door. Until my eyes landed on the bedroom Flick had taken. The door was slightly ajar. She’d drunk a lot last night. Maybe she was sick? I hurried to her door, pausing outside. A muted sob pierced the air and I stepped into the room. “Flick, are you—”
A naked ass greeted me.
Jason’s naked ass as he thrust into my friend.
“Oh my god,” I breathed just as Flick’s eyes snapped to mine over his shoulder.
“Hails,” she cried, eyes wide with surprise and hazy with lust. Her body closed in on itself as Jason cussed under his breath, before rolling off my best friend.
My best friend.
... and my step-brother.
Together.
I turned on my heel and got the hell out of there. Cameron had been right. Something was going on.
Something between the two of them.
One of the people I loved most in the world.
And one of the people I hated most.
Life had just got a whole lot more complicated.