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Vander: If you’re going to judge us, we can just as easily remove you from the group.

Grayson: No judgment. I just didn’t realize whichever one of you is Ravenmaster shared all of his details like this.

Jasper: And this is why we didn’t tell you.

Cole: Who wants to make a bet on how long it takes him to tell her about this chat?

He makes a really good point, and I nonchalantly work my way over to the stairs.

Jasper: Probably not long…

Jasper: We should keep him from having a private moment with her.

Vander: Definitely.

Grayson: At least you’re smart enough to admit keeping secrets from her is a bad idea. Maybe I should text her now.

Vander: Cole.

Cole: Yeah, I’ve got it taken care of.

Grayson: Got what taken care of? Why won’t my text send?

Jasper: I think you’ll figure it out, pretty boy.

Pretty Boy: You fuckers are text blocking me?

Pretty Boy: I’m not amused by the name change.

Cole: I can guarantee you’re the only one.

My steps pause outside the only closed door down the hallway. It’s a pretty good assumption it’s the room Enzo is letting her use. I slide my phone into the front pocket of my slacks and pull off my suit jacket. If we’re killing someone today, I might as well ditch it now. I roll up my sleeves a few times knowing Remi finds it attractive. Better believe I’m using every advantage I can think of.

Hearing her footsteps, I quickly undo the top button as an afterthought. The door swings open and she stumbles back not expecting to see me. “Vander… what are you doing here?”

I can’t help but reach for her, and the sharp sting of a knife stabbing through my heart rips through me when she takes a step to avoid my touch. Glancing at the floor, I try to hide my reaction, but I’m sure it doesn’t escape her notice. Now things are awkward, and I don’t know how to start. It’s the first time we’ve been alone since she found out, and I’m reduced to an idiot who no longer knows how to function around the woman he loves.

This was a bad idea.

Does knowing that stop me?

No.

“The guys and I have a group chat,” I blurt out.

“Okay…” Her word stutters halfway through. I bet the plug got turned on now that she has it in. I’m not sure who would have pushed the button, though.

“We added Grayson to it,” I say.

She reaches for the doorframe to steady herself, her hard nipples showing through her thin shirt. “Is this you trying to be more honest with me?”

Fucking hell. Why am I being so awkward with her? I close the space between us and before she can step away, I spin her around and push her front against the wall. My dick is already half hard simply from being around her and seeing the slight blush constantly kissing her cheeks from each of the others having their time with her.

I press it against her ass and am instantly greeted by the buzzing sensation of the plug firmly seated inside her. A small whimper escapes her parted lips as I grind into her. She can’t simply enjoy having me here and tries to shove herself away from the wall. I can’t help but smirk at how cute the action is. There’s no way she’d be able to gain any space with me standing behind her.

Scooping both hands in my grip, I move her arms above her head and clamp one of mine around both wrists. My other hand drops to her waist and slides up her shirt until I’m palming her breast. Her breathing deepens, and I move for her nipple. It doesn’t pass my notice that she hasn’t verbally objected.

“I’m doing my best, Remi. I know I should have found a moment, good or bad, to tell you.” I rest my cheek against her temple. “You mean everything to me, and I’ll always choose you above everything else in life.” Her breath catches with my admission, and I spin her back around while still somehow keeping a hold on her wrists. “Please stop punishing me.”

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