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“You’re the only one,” Daire grumbled from the back of the group. Then, like they were in some kind of trance, each and every one of my friends turned in the direction of the bar.
“Is that—” Donovan whacked JT’s arm, pointing.
“It looks like?—”
“Fuck.” Travis shifted to his toes to look over my shoulder. “What’s Professor Hardass doing here?”
Wait, did he just say?—
“King’s here?” West said it like a question for the benefit of the others, but I took it for what it was—a heads-up.
King was here.
My inebriated brain tried to play catch-up with the new information I’d just been given, but it wasn’t making any sense. There was no way King would behere. Not when he knew Zac and I were going to be. He’d told us point-blank that it wasn’t smart.
But when Zac and I turned around, there was no mistaking the sex god who’d just walked in the club.
Fuck. Me.
King exuded the kind of sex appeal most men only dreamed of. His presence alone commanded one’s attention as he scanned the club searching for the two he’d come for—or would later. He was dressed tonight in tailored black pants and a black jacket fitted to his broad shoulders, and as he stood beside Preston’s man, Archer, he had every single person in the club’s attention—including my drooling friends.
“Please tell me I’m not dreaming.” Travis was the first to regain use of his horny brain cells. “Because I’ve imagined that man out the classroom more than I’d like to admit.”
“Hey.” Caleb whacked him in the arm. “I’m standing right here.”
“Come on, you can’t tell me he doesn’t make your dick twitch.”
I was about to tell them he better not be makinganyof their dicks fucking twitch when King’s eyes locked on to me and Zac and his lips tugged into a small smirk.
“Jesus,” Zac whispered by my ear. “Did he text you he was coming?”
I shook my head, but as if King had told us we couldn’t speak, we said nothing else as he made his way through the crowd that was parting like the Red fucking Sea for him. King had this animal magnetism about him that all but paralyzed a person in place, and when he set his sights on us, there was no way we were going any-fucking-where.
“Preston, you and Daddy Filth stepping out with a third these days?” Donovan said, but I didn’t hear Preston’s answer if he gave one. The blood in my ears was making a quick detour south. So much so that I had no hope of hiding the hard-on throbbing between my thighs when King came to a stop in front of the VIP rope.
The guys had fallen unusually quiet behind us as King ran his eyes over the crowd no doubt gawking at him, and damn, he looked even better up close.He crooked a finger and angled his cheek for us.
The same force that had kept our feet rooted to the ground was the same one that pulled us toward him now. Both of us planted a kiss on him where he indicated, though the temptation to run my tongue down his chest, bare beneath his jacket, was strong.
“Goddamnyou know how to make an entrance,” I said. “You look…”
“Sexy as hell,” Zac finished. “Like I almost don’t give a shit we’re being watched right now.”
King raised a brow. “Oh? Are we?”
“Only if my friends haven’t stroked out and hit the floor.” I glanced behind me to where I could count every one of their jaws on the ground and smirked at King. “Told you.”
“We thought you couldn’t make it,” Zac said.
King’s hands went to our waists possessively. “Archer talked me into it.”
I looked over at where Archer was whispering something in Preston’s ear, and when I caught my friend’s eye, he winked at me.
That sneaky little fucker. He’d already known about us?
“Will you be joining us?” I ran my fingers down the lapel of King’s jacket and intended to slide them a little lower, but he chuckled and stopped my hand.
“I think you have some celebrating to do with your friends first, but don’t worry. I have plans for you later.” With his hand covering mine, he casually slid them over his erection, and I moaned.
