Page 50 of One Night Seduction

“What do you guys say? A few more drinks?” Ty asks.

I shrug as I look up at Logan. I hope I don’t look as desperate for him to agree as I feel. I don’t know why, maybe it’s just my lowered ambitions. Maybe it’s the way he hasn’t taken his eyes off of me for longer than a momentsince…well, all day. I don’t know how to explain or justify it. All I know is right now, the last thing I want is for him to go home.

Logan looks down at me like he’s asking if I want him there, like he’ll go if I ask him to. Quick, how do you properly beg someone to stay without saying a word? Puppy dog eyes? Puppy dog eyes. That’s what I’m going with.

I might be wrong, but it almost seems like Logan melts right before my eyes. Okay, that may be an exaggeration, but he does soften as he turns to the bartender.

“Three tequilas. Can you make them doubles?” Logan asks.

“Add it to your tab?”

Logan nods as the bartender quickly pours our drinks. We thank him before clinking our glasses together and knocking them back. The sharp burn of the liquor slithers down my throat before settling into my stomach. If I was buzzed before, I know this is about to send me into full-fledged drunk territory. Here’s hoping I’m not as sloppy as my mother.

Someone starts singing, and I sway to the music happily. Ty and Logan are chatting about something, but I really can’t find it in me to pay attention. Instead, I’m watching the woman on stage absolutely dominate. She’s radiating confidence, and her voice is incredible. Oh, the kick she probably got out of our little show. I start snickering to myself, earning the attention of both men.

“What’s so funny, giggles?” Ty teases.

“Just thinking about how funny we were up there.” I grin.

“Oh, we were the funniest and the best,” he agrees.

“What a modest pair,” Logan taunts.

“What a stick in the mud you are.” Ty rolls his eyes before slipping his hand into mine. “Come on, Ari. Let’s show the old man what it looks like to have fun.”

I let Ty drag me out to the dance floor, spinning me in circles, bringing me into him before twirling me away again. Asif my head wasn’t already spinning, I don’t know what’s moving faster, the world or my head.

Very ungracefully, I slam into his chest, laughing as he holds me upright. I blink up at him lazily as he smiles down at me. I don’t even realize the music has changed until something slower plays. It’s one of those sexy, fast, slow songs, you know? The kind you’d grind to at a club or something. So, of course, that’s exactly what Ty and I do.

He spins me once more so my ass is against his cock before he settles his hands on my hips. I wiggle myself against him, swaying to the music as he grinds against me. I feel him getting harder and harder as my head turns, looking up and locking eyes with Logan. Just like when we were on stage, he has a murderous glare covering his otherwise handsome face. Except, this time, his glare is directly pointed at me.

“You’re torturing him, baby.” Ty chuckles into my ear.

I break my eye contact with Logan to look up at him.

“I’m not doing anything.”

He lifts a brow like he doesn’t believe me, dragging me against him harder to prove his point.

“Dry humping his brother right in front of him. So close he can almost taste you but never have you.”

I shrug. “That’s his own fault.”

“How so?”

“Because he knows where to find me.”

The words slip out of my mouth before I can stop them. Nervously, I glance up to see that Ty isn’t mad, he doesn’t even look surprised. Instead, he gives me a small smile and an understanding nod.

“You turn down a man enough, a good one stops trying. Logan is a good man, Ari.”

I shrug, trying to focus on the music. Ty doesn’t let me,though. Instead, he cups my jaw, forcing me to look at him over my shoulder.

“If you want him to come over here, all you have to do is tell him.”

I frown at that. “What about you?”

“My brother can try to steal you from me. I like my odds.” He winks, causing me to laugh.

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