“You’re trouble with a capital T, Little Brat. Be a good girl and stop licking your goddamn fingers in front of them. You really want to give them something to jack off to tonight?” My nose wrinkles, and I cut my eyes to the old men standing in a circle across the party. Some of them look this way but suddenly stop when they realize I’m watching. Asher’s breath brushes against my cheek when he chuckles. “Will you?” I ask suddenly, jerking my face to his and nearly kissing him.
