Page 80 of Beta Team-The Saviors: Part One
“Maybe he just needs to know you’re really ready.”
“I kissed him first. He can take the next step.”
“I think he’s just afraid to push you.”
“I need him to push me. I won’t get out of my head long enough if he doesn’t. I know that’s a lot to put on him, and I feel like shit about it. Maybe I should just let it go.”
I snort and slide off the barstool, going to the fridge to see what kind of food the guys have. It’s completely stocked with whatever you could want. I start pulling out supplies for sandwiches, and Kira walks over to help me start making them for everyone. “I don’t think you should let it go. I feel like you and Keon could have something great.” I slide my eyes to her and then back to my task. “Or Gavin.”
Her cheeks turn a dark red. “Yeah.” She tells me about his nightmare and what happened afterward. “I haven’t really seenhim since it happened, so I wasn’t sure if it was an accident or not. Apparently, it wasn’t.”
“And he calls you Baby girl. Fucking swoon.”
She clears her throat and adjusts her fingerless gloves. “I’m just not sure what to do with all this attention.”
“Soak it in,” I say softly, taking my own advice. “I know these guys, and you already know who they are, so there aren’t any secrets between you. They are the most loyal group you’ll ever meet.”
“And fucking hot.”
“That’s definitely a bonus.”
I smile at her, and when she smiles back, my chest catches. Not in anI’m falling for herkind of way, but in an I finally have an awesome friend way. Someone I can gossip and laugh with and never worry about being judged. She’s in the same position as me with these guys and is so easy to talk to. I can see us having a long-lasting friendship no matter what happens. Tyler said he wanted all of us to do things together, but I wasn’t sure if that was in his drunken stupor or not. But knowing Tyler, it wasn’t. He doesn’t need to be drunk to say what he’s thinking.
I think back to that kiss earlier, and my body heats. His lips moved effortlessly over mine, soft but demanding. Then add in Gavin kissing my neck and Ari watching, I was almost a pile of fucking goo on the floor. I yell into the living room to let them know that lunch is ready, and Tyler is the first to bound into the kitchen.
Tyler gasps and grabs his chest. “You made me lunch.” He lays a hard, smacking kiss on my lips, and his eyes shift to Kira. Her chest starts rising and falling rapidly when he gently lays his lips against hers. “I felt left out,” he whispers against her lips. “And your lips feel amazing.”
Gavin smacks him on the ass to get him to move. “Told you.” Gavin gives me that lopsided boxer-melting grin. He leansforward and gives me a chance to back away. No way in hell that was happening. He pecks my lips a few times, and I have to clench my hands into fists to keep from grabbing the front of his shirt to keep him there. He does the same for Kira and walks to sit at the kitchen island beside Tyler.
Keon walks up to her side, and they seem to be locked in a silent conversation. He raises a brow, and she nods. He bends down and kisses her deeply, making her quietly moan in the back of her throat. When he pulls back from her and looks at me, my heart starts pounding, remembering what Ari told me. Kira gently pushes him my way, and he braces his hands on the counter beside my hips. His eyes drift to my lips, and I lean forward in invitation. That’s all he needs, and he presses his full lips against mine. He doesn’t waste any time sinking his tongue into my mouth, stroking it with mine. My hands fly out, landing on his hips. I’m going to self-combust now that all of them have kissed me. And I got a ridiculous thrill when they kissed Kira, too.
Even though I’m not attracted to her in a sexual way, I still know it’s going to be hot as fuck seeing her with the guys if this heads that way. I need to let Ari know that I’m cool with whatever happens.
“What the fuck,” I hear Ari mutter, and Keon pulls back with a smile.
“Hey, Boss,” he laughs and steps back. I hand him a sandwich with shaky hands, making his smile widen.
Once everyone is seated at the bar, Ari leans in close to my ear. “Having fun, Sweet cheeks?”
“Yeah,” I croak, still all the way fucked up from having all of them touching me. He presses against me, and I have to bite my lip to stop my groan.
“I can tell.”
“You have to stop,” I whisper.
Ari gives that cocky grin. “Do I?”
I reluctantly nod, and he takes a step back. I needed a second to get my thoughts and breathing under control. Kira hands him a plate, her cheeks bright red. Ari lingers for a minute, no doubt wondering if he should follow suit like the other guys. He finally leans down and places a kiss on her scarred cheek, lingering longer than necessary. Ari’s been around her the least, and I know he’s giving her space to decide if that’s what she wants. When he pulls back, she impulsively leans up to kiss his cheek. Ari smiles at her and sits at the island. Kira and I turn back around almost at the same time, and our eyes lock, both of us biting our lips to stop the excitement.
I’m ready to see where this goes.
“Ari,”I sigh. “I have to go to work.” We’ve been arguing for the last twenty minutes since I told him I needed to open the bar. We are standing in the kitchen, and all eyes are on us. “I can’t just leave it closed.”
“Call one of the other bartenders to open it,” he grits out. “It’s not safe.”
I throw my hands in the air and storm upstairs to his room. I can hear him stomping behind me but refuse to turn around from changing clothes when he shuts the door. “I’m going.”
“The fuck you are. Someone broke into your fucking apartment, Jason. What’s to say they won’t show up at High Flyer?”
