Page 175 of Indulge
I scan the bookshelf for another one. Rowan suggested we play a game of how many they can hold between the two of them.So far, I’ve got quite the stack. But a girl can always buy more books.
When I look to my left, I see a pretty girl with long dark hair, staring at me.
I pick out a book, still feeling her eyes on me.
“Uh, can I help you?” I ask, turning toward her.
That’s when I realize she’s not looking at me. She’s looking past me. Practically drooling at Reggie and Rowan.
“Wow,” she breathes. “Which one’s yours? Can I get the other one's number?”
My grip on the book tightens. For a second, I actually consider smacking her with it.
Then I glance back, and my pulse steadies.
Reggie and Rowan are both standing there, arms full of books, eyes fixed only on me.
I smile.
No need to hit a bitch in a bookstore. But I did warn them not to look so fucking hot in public. My possessiveness has limits, and they’re testing every single one.
Turning back to her, I keep my tone light. I don’t even blame her. I’d stare too.
“Nope. Sorry, sweetheart. They’re actually both mine.”
Her jaw drops.
“What? How does that even work?”
I lean closer, smiling sweetly. “We’ve got more than one hole, haven’t we?”
Then I turn on my heel and walk toward my men with an extra sway in my hips and a book in my hand.
Rowan’s leaning against the shelf, that slow grin spreading across his face, like he already knows exactly what I said.
Reggie’s gaze drags down my body. I can practically see him calculating how many punishments each of those books just earned me.
Everyone here has been staring at them. But, they’re gigantic. Gorgeous. Complete with Irish accents and armfuls of spicy books—it’s unfair, really.
“Another one, Princess?” Reggie asks, as I drop my latest find onto his pile. “Don’t you think you’ve got enough to read for the year?”
“You’re holding thirty books,” I deadpan. “That’s a month.”
He blinks. “A month? A book a day, Bella? Jesus.”
I shrug. “I wasn’t getting any, and the smut helped. I guess now I won’t need as much. Maybe one every two days—depending on how busy you two keep me.”
Rowan pushes off the shelf, his smirk wicked. “Load me up, precious. But I have a new rule—whatever you read, we recreate. So pick wisely.”
Heat crawls up my neck. He’s holding way less than Reggie, which means… I can get away with more.
I trail my finger along the spine of one of Reggie’s books. “Well, this one… the guy eats her out against the bookshelf.”
Reggie clears his throat. “And in this one, she’s about to get bent over the table and spanked in front of everyone.”
Rowan grins, teeth flashing. “That’s fine. I’ll eat you out while he’s doing it, baby. We’ll make it a team effort.”
Reggie shoots him a glare.
