I rolled my eyes. “You guys have no faith in me.”
“Well, you did just sleep with her instead of talking to her,” Derek pointed out.
“Yes, and now that that’s out of the way, I can think clearly.”
“Right,” Sinner chuckled. “Your dick is now trained to salute when she opens the door.”
I pulled out my wallet and slapped down three hundred dollars. “I’m talking to her.”
“Right,” Sinner laughed, gathering the money and shoving it in his pocket. “Meet us back here in an hour and tell us how that worked out.”
Glaring at him, I turned on my heel, determined to see this through. I would talk to her. I would get some fucking answers. This wasn’t just personal anymore. Now, my reputation was on the line, and I would not fail.
I skipped steps as I went upstairs, eager to get to her and figure this shit out. I stormed up to the door and knocked a little harder than necessary. When the door opened, she shot me that seductive grin. “Back for more already?”
“Fuck it,” I muttered, slamming my lips down on hers.
Slappinganother hundred down on the table, I glared at the men in front of me. I smelled like sex, my hair was a wild mess, and my cock was nearly broken from the way she rode me. I couldn’t possibly get it up again if my life depended on it.
“I’m ready for her now.”
Sinner snorted. “Sure.”
“I am.”
He snatched the money, grinning like an idiot. “Thanks for the money, but you can’t afford to take another crack at it.”
“Give him a chance to earn back his money.” Derek snatched the stack of bills out of Sinner’s hand. “And that’s my money.”
Sinner grabbed it back. “Replay the footage. He saidfuck it.There was no stumbling over any words. He didn’t even try.”
“You guys were watching?”
“How else were we supposed to know for sure who won the bet?” Derek asked. “Don’t worry, we didn’t watch what happened in the bedroom.”
I pulled out my wallet and tossed down another hundred. “Again.”
Sinner’s lips pulled up in a grin. “Sure. I’ll take your money.”
Derek tossed down another hundred. “I bet the door opens before he knocks.”
“I’ll take that bet, and raise you a hundred.”
“For what?”
“She’ll be waiting in red lingerie,” Sinner grinned.
“She doesn’t have any lingerie. She’s on the run!”
“Trust me, it’ll happen,” he said confidently.
It was so not going to happen. I had her this time. I was sure of it.
“How the fuckdid you know about the lingerie?” I asked, my lips swollen, my shirt torn, and my neck covered in hickeys.
Sinner counted his winnings and grinned. “I was working with Claire.”
Derek gasped in horror. “You stole my wife?”