Her Last Wish

Her Last Wish - Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Fifteen
Sang

We arrive at the diner and immediately make our way inside. It's only just gone past eight am, so we aren't too late. Walking inside, with Owen and Sean right behind me, I immediately spot the others sitting in a booth at the back, in the corner. The night before comes back and I wonder briefly if their opinions of me have changed. In my defence, my world had just been rocked and I didn't know what to do with the pain that was stabbing at my heart, that still stabs at my heart this morning. I do believe, however, that if they didn't want me here, they would say so.

I don't want to be the Sang that had a breakdown yesterday. I want to be the Sang that was smiling, laughing, rolling her eyes, had sass and even found the confidence to flirt a little with these nine guys. For today, I will just let myself forget the day before and focus on the here and now. I roll my shoulders back, straighten my spine, paste a smile on my face and head in their direction.

Victor is the first one to notice me, the fire in his eyes a low simmer as he watches me carefully. He nudges Gabriel who sits to his left, knocks Kota in the ribs who sits on his right. After that, it's like a chain reaction; Kota and Gabriel look in my direction, and then they nudge the boys sitting next to them - Gabriel to Silas, Kota to Nathan. Nathan then nudges North, and Silas taps Luke on the arm.

Seven pairs of eyes watch me as I take a seat at the table, sitting in one of the chairs at the end with Luke on my left. Sean sits down in the chair on my right, Owen next to him. "Good morning," I focus my eyes on North. "Happy Birthday."

North's dark eyes brighten, a smile coming upon his handsome face. "Thank you, baby."

"How's the head, Gorgeous?" Gabriel asks.

"It's been better," I admit, shrugging my shoulders. "Instant regret."

"You said that last night," Kota says with a shake of his head, a smile pulling at the corners of his mouth. "Not in a hurry to drink again?"

"Definitely not."

"Aww," Gabriel pouts. "I was hoping we could have cocktails later."

I purse my lips, fighting a smile. "Well, as long as it isn't tequila then I might have one or too."

Luke grins. "You've definitely got to try the Lick Her Right cocktail," he winks.

I lean in close to him, my smile turning wicked. "Only if you try Balls deep. I hear it's really good." This isn't a lie. When I'm bored, I research random stuff, and one night, it just happened to be cocktails. I found a whole webpage of cocktails that were named with sex in mind along with reviews. Balls Deep was a favourite.

"But if we try that, then Deep Throat would have to be next on the list."

"Lick Me Till Ice Cream."

"Sit On My Face."

"Magic Boner," I pause, smirking. "Iced Tea."

Luke's wicked smile has my nipples tightening. "Tie Me To The BedPost."

The more we go back and forth, the darker his eyes get. "Cum In My Panties."

"Dick Sucker."

"Slippery Nipple."

"Great Head."

"Between The Sheets."

"Get Laid."

"Sex On The Brain."

Luke licks his lips, eyes dropping to my mouth. "Goddamn," he breathes, shaking his head. I laugh, pulling away even if my heart is racing and my core trembling with need. "Sex is definitely on my brain now."