Page 81 of Indulge
I take one last breath before heading downstairs, trying to convince myself I’m doing this just for me.
But the second I hit the last step, I know I’ve lost that battle.
They’re both there.
Rowan, sprawled on one end of the couch, a beer dangling from his hand.
Reggie, sitting beside him, legs stretched out, remote in hand. The two of them laughing at something on the TV.
Until they see me.
Silence. The air thickens. My chest now burning with need.
Reggie’s jaw tightens, his eyes dragging over me from my heels to my mouth. Rowan’s grin falters; his shoulders stiffen. Then he grabs a cushion and casually drops it over his lap.
Oh, I notice. And I smirk. I’ve seen what he’s hiding under those sweatpants. I wonder if Reggie has any surprises too?
“Don’t stop on my account,” I say lightly, crossing the room. My heels click against the floor with every slow and deliberate step.
Reggie leans back, that controlled expression returning like armor. “Are you going somewhere, Princess?”
“Lily’s party,” I answer, grabbing my purse.
He tilts his head, eyes narrowing. “Dressed like that?”
I blink innocently. “Do you mean, ‘You look stunning, Bella’?”
Rowan chuckles low. “She looks killer, Reg. Let her have fun.”
“Didn’t say she didn’t.” Reggie’s gaze doesn’t move from my legs. “Just seems like every man in that room’s going to forget what they’re doing the second she walks in.”
“That’s kind of the point,” I say, smiling sweetly.
Rowan laughs, but the tension doesn’t break, it deepens.
“I don’t have any panties on either.”
Then Reggie stands.
The sound of his beer bottle hitting the table is soft, but it feels like thunder.
He crosses the room.
“Wait there.”
I raise an eyebrow. “Excuse me?”
“I’m coming with you.”
I laugh way too quickly. “You’re joking.”
He stops beside me, close enough for my heart to skip a beat. His hand comes up, just a brush of his knuckles beneath my chin..
“Do I look like I’m joking, Princess?”
My breath catches.
“You look like trouble,” he murmurs, leaning closer, his voice a dark hum at my ear. “And I don’t trust trouble without supervision.”
