When I’m finished, I glance at myself in the mirror as I wash my hands. Other than my face being flushed from the alcohol, the woman in the reflection looks like she has her shit together, but it’s really a facade. I still have a big decision regarding the twins, and tonight has made it even harder.

As soon as I open the door, someone grabs my elbow and pushes me against the wall. I nearly scream until I see it’s Knox.

“Jesus. What are you doin’?” I scold.

He buries himself in my neck and inhales. I stay frozen, trying my damnedest not to react to his touch. His hands grip my waist, and he holds me firmly against him.

“I hope he can make you orgasm as good as I did.”

I scowl, anger fueling my blood at his arrogant tone. “Drop dead.”

He lowers his eyes, biting his lip and flashing a devilish smirk. “I’d rather drop to my knees.”

I push on his chest, but he barely flinches. “Fuck off, Knox.”

“No need. I have two chicks warmin’ my bed tonight.”

The visual has my jaw clenching. Even though things have been rocky between us, and he sucks at communicating, he still sets my body on fire. Then he leaves me high and dry until it’s convenient for him to come around again.

I won’t let him get away with that again.

“Then why are ya bothering me? Two not enough?” I challenge.

His hand lowers down my body, slowly trailing down my thigh, then pushing up the hem of my dress.

“You kept lookin’ at me while you were supposed to be on your date. Thought maybe you wanted some help getting off since we both know you’ve been missin’ my fingers and mouth.”

“God, you’re so damn full of yourself. I wasn’t looking at you, and I haven’t been thinking about you, so you can—”

His finger glides over my panties, and I swallow hard.

“You gonna lie to me when I can feel how fuckin’ wet you are right now? Jesus Christ, Hads. You’re soaking me through the fabric.”

I suppress the moan that’s desperate to release, but there’s no way I’m going to give him the satisfaction of being right.

“Too bad you’ll never get to taste me again,” I hiss, pushing his hand away, then squeezing my legs together.

He brings his finger to his mouth and sucks it. “Don’t be so sure.”

“Go the hell away.” I roll my eyes, slamming my shoulder into him as I escape his hold.

Before I can make my grand exit, he captures my wrist and pulls my back to his chest. His mouth hovers above my ear. “Just imagine it’s my mouth on your sweet cunt, and you’ll come as soon as he touches you.”