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She attempted to nonchalantly shrug her shoulders. “I wasn’t.”Yes she was.

She made her way to the door with one final goodbye but Chase stopped her.

“Dakota.” Her steps came to an immediate halt and she whipped around, her long hair falling over her shoulders. “Don’t use Google,” he sternly said and slowly, she nodded.

“Use Google. Got it,” she showed him a dramatic thumbs up before turning on her heels, continuing to the door.

The front door closed behind her, and Chase and I both shifted our eyes to Logan.

“We’ll work on it.”Fucking hell we will.

Logan fell back on the couch beside Chase and my arms folded across my chest. “You fucked her.”

His eyes lifted to meet mine as though he was proud to admit that he did. Not a hint of shame, or nervousness having been caught.

He gave his shoulder a slight shrug, amusement lighting up his eyes.Of course he did.

ELEVEN

DAKOTA

I had successfully convinced my parents to head to bed early tonight, so, by the time Chase had arrived, they were asleep.

My unknowing heart was racing during the entire drive to the event. Chase had seemed to notice my anxiety and offered a few words of comfort— which I sincerely appreciated. And needed.

We entered the underground parking lot that required a code, and only then did it hit me that this was happening.

The sound of my high heel boots on the concrete was nothing compared to the sound of my heart pounding in my ears.

“You’ll be fine, Dakota,” Chase reassured me—clearly having noticed my nervousness. He placed a light hand on my lower back and a comforting kiss to my temple as he guided me inside.

We entered the lobby, and I watched Logan smile as he conversed with Kaden. Both of them, looking equally handsome in their suits, sat on one of the sofas as Chase and I approached them.

Logan had his arm thrown over the back of the sofa while Kaden had his arms crossed over his broad chest. Kaden spread his legs a little more, lifting his hips for comfortability, and a number of thoughts raced through my mind.

If he didn’t scare me— or hate me— I would’ve straddled his lap by now.

“How come I have to wear lingerie, and the three of you get to wear fancy suits?” I asked, tightening the belt on my black trench coat.

Their eyes both lifted to me, and Logan slightly tilted his head to the side.

“We could arrange a fancy suit for you as well,” he quipped, and I suppressed a playfully irritable groan.

I rolled my eyes, hearing a faint chuckle from Chase who had now stepped behind me. When both men in front of me stood, I suddenly felt my stomach twist. My eyes darted between the two of them as they towered over me.Oh, I’m so ready for this.

“Are you ready to go inside with us?” Logan asked, and I nodded.

Chase’s hands gripped my waist as he eliminated the space between us. He lowered his lips to my ear, and subconsciously, I held my breath. “Answer him.”

I swallowed hard. “Yessir.”

With my verbal confirmation, Chase led me to the front desk where I was given some paperwork to fill out. The three of them had already gathered at a short distance from me, having what looked like a serious conversation to give me a minute.

While I was busy, I was asked to hand over my cellphone—for the privacy of the members here—and I did.

“So, is anyone allowed to enter?” I asked, looking up from the paperwork, and the receptionist shook his head, blond curls draping over his forehead.

“No, it’s a fairly lengthy process,” he admitted, and I continued with the forms. “The owners are pretty strict when it comes to those allowed to join. Especially when it comes to privacy, thorough background checks, et cetera.”