His hands come to my face, and I drag him closer, my tongue tangling with his just as he’s ripped away from me and hauled into Asher’s side. I smirk, wiping my mouth with the side of my hand as Asher’s hand flexes around Liam’s hip, keeping him plastered to him. A dazed-looking Liam stares at me until Asher wraps his hand around his throat, pulling his lips to him. He kisses Liam savagely, hungrily, and I can tell that it’s mainly to show me up. I’ll be honest though, the only real winner in this scenario is Liam, and when Asher rips away from him, the idiot is grinning like he just won the
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