Page 73 of The Secret's Out

“You bitch,” the blonde screamed and went to slap Simone.

However, her hand was suddenly stopped by Caden wrapping his hand around her wrist. She turned into him and said in a sickly sweet voice. “Handsome, tell them to get out of here.”

Caden looked down at her with disgust and threw her arm back before she could run it up his chest. She stumbled back. He glared down at her and growled, “It’s you both who need to fuck off.” He looked to me. “Josie.” Stepping up to him he shifted me in front of him so I was facing the women and placed his hands on my hips. “See what I have in my hands, she’s all class. You ladies need to take a page outta her book and stop openin’ your legs to any guy. You give shit to her and her friend again, you’ll have to deal with us and trust me, it won’t be pleasurable. Now get the fuck outta our sight.”

With that, he ignored them. They stood there in shock when Caden started kissing my neck, and then, not to be out done, Eli stepped up to my side. He grinned wickedly down at me and touched his lips to mine. Before I closed my eyes and all sane thoughts left—like they did every time my men paid attention to me—I looked out the corner of my eye to see both women with slack jaws and wide eyes.

Eli bit my bottom lip and I was a goner. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment with my men. Knowing we had an audience no longer registered, nor did I worry. Nothing could get me down when I had my men with me.

Eli was the first to pull back and then Caden, who wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my forehead.

“Fuckin’ hell, does she commit like that all the time, even for just a kiss?” Dive asked.

“Hell yeah.” Eli smirked and winked when my cheeks started to heat.

“Christ, I need to find myself some sweet pussy,” Dallas muttered before he turned back to the bar, banged his fist on it and ordered another round of drinks.

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