Page 84 of Dirty Seduction


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“No, no, look. That star, the one on the right.” Payton points up to the sky and almost trips over herself because she’s tipping so far back.

“Which one?” Molly asks.

“That one.” Payton points harder and I shake my head.

“Ohh, the white one?” Molly says so seriously, even I laugh.

They are ridiculous.

But god Payton is beautiful. I can’t take my eyes off her. That she was jealous of Bella and thought she was my girlfriend is funny, but I didn’t like the way she talked to me.

Clearly, she was drunk.

And now she is stoned out of her damn mind.

I want to drag her out of here and slap that damn ass of hers and pummel her with my cock.

“Yes!” Payton says. “So, apparently, folk legend has it. Wait, maybe it’s the Egyptians. Or the Greeks. Hmm, or might be the Australians. Annnyway, someone somewhere said that Venus, the goddess of love and money, was... or maybe it was Neptune.”

“This is the worst story ever,” Billy says, blowing out smoke.

Atlas walks over and leans against the railing with me and watches them, sipping his Macallan. “They are beautiful and entertaining.”

“Hmm,” I reply.

“You just going to stand here and watch her all night?”

“Apparently.”

“There are about ten other women inside that you could take home and fuck,” Atlas says, using his glass to indicate his penthouse. “Without breaching Dad’s rule.”

I know.

I’ve seen their glances and not-so-subtle flicks of their hair. One tried to make conversation and gave up.

I’m not really a big talker.

And no, I don’t know Taylor Swift, even if she is a fellow billionaire. Yawn.

“Not interested,” I tell my brother.

“Well, I’m not going to lie, I thought I’d enjoy seeing you suffer tonight more. You just look sad. That’s very unfair of you. It’s my birthday.”

I knock the bottom of his glass, so it splashes whisky on his face, and he laughs.

“Dick. You’re obsessed with her, Knox.”

I sigh. “I’m not. She’s drunk and stoned. Your college buddies will take advantage. You know that as well as I do.”

“None of us are going to let that happen. Go talk to Melanie, the blonde with the hot green dress. Did you see how short that thing is? Anyway, she’s a trust fund kid, but quite interesting. Runs a few charities.”

I’d rather watch paint dry.

However, I know who he means, and she is hot. Normally I would make a move, but it’s the giggling little sex kitten in front of me I can’t look away from.

Not for a second, so it seems.

I want to know if she has worn the bikini again. If she likes it. If it made her happy.

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