I look over at Liam and find him already staring at me with a smile on his face.
“Either works for us. You tell us which you prefer,” Liam tells her.
“I think I’d rather come back here. This place is so spacious and Holland won’t have to hear us.” She blushes.
I lean forward, running my finger along her cheek. “How about we come pick you up when you’re done?”
“I’d like that.” Her eyes are dazed as she looks up at me.
“Now that that’s decided, how about you let me set you on the table and eat you out?” Liam says straight faced as he moves some plates away from him.
“Maybe later.” Aurora winks, moving back to finish her food.
Liam pouts at her, but it only makes her laugh harder.
“Eat your food, Li. You’ll need your strength for the plans I have for us later.” I wink at Aurora, making her cheeks darken even more than they already are.
“Yeah, Li,” Aurora says, using my nickname for him. “Eat up. I want a repeat of last night and more. Maybe we can tick another fantasy of mine off?”
My fork clatters to the plate as Liam’s face lights up.
“What is it? Tell me. Please.”
She smiles wider at him. “Let’s just say last night was amazing, only I think it would be better if all three of my holes were filled, yeah?”
My mouth drops open at the same time Liam’s does.
He swallows hard. “There’s only two of us.”
She looks at him as if he’s stupid. “Of course there is, but there are tons of toys we could stop and buy that would suffice.”
“Jesus fuck,” I curse, rubbing my face. “Tell us what you want. We will get it while you are at work.”
She shrugs. “Get creative, D.”
Then she leans across the table, kissing me before doing the same to Liam. When she settles back into her chair, eating as if she didn’t just tell me to go pick up toys to use on her, I realize a very startling truth.
She’s going to be the death of us, but what a way to go.
Twelve
Whistling, I walk down the hall toward the hotel room with Aurora’s bag over my shoulder. Last night was everything and more.
Fucking everything.
Drake chuckles and I look his way. “What are you laughing about?”
He pats my shoulder. “I was just thinking that if I wasn’t in such a good mood, I would find your whistling annoying as hell.”
“It’s a good fucking day, my man,” I say, wiggling my eyebrows.
Drake rolls his eyes with a smile. “You’re obnoxious.”
“But you love me,” I singsong as he sticks the key in front of the sensor.
The light flashes green and he opens the door. As soon as he steps inside, he comes to a dead stop and I bump into his back.
“What the hell?”
