“You keep looking at me like that, Lilith, and we’re not making it back to Bluebell House before I…” He trailed off, visibly biting his own lip as his gaze dipped to my mouth. “Before you what?” I prompted in a whisper, rising up on my toes to bring us closer to kissing. “Before you bend me over the hood of a random car and take turns fucking me with Brodie?” “Whoa,” Brodie exclaimed, having just exited the bar himself. “We’re doing what now? Fuck it, no explanations needed. I’m in. Which car, Evie babe? Your pick.”
