A Night to remember (Book1)

Chapter 4

ADDY

Sitting between Liam and Joel in the taxi was suffocating. Their aftershaves were strong. It was overwhelming, and it was also doing something to my core.

Liam and Joel's hands are close to my thighs as they look ahead. I felt their heat sweep over me as we drove in the taxi to the nearest bar.

Half of me wanted to stay home, but the other part wanted to see where this night would go.

After ten minutes, the taxi driver pulled outside Little Dove's bar. The bar was well-known in the town for its music and cocktail hour. Joel paid the taxi driver, and we all climbed out of the cab and headed inside.

As we walked on, 3OH!3—Dirty Mind song was playing. I scanned around. Only a few people were there, but it didn't bother the guys as they headed to the bar to get drinks. I followed them.

As I stepped closer, Joel spoke. "What are you having?" he asked as I leaned on the bar. I quickly glanced around and smiled when my eyes met his. "Sex on the beach, please."

The corners of Joel's lips curled, and there was some sort of twinkle in his eye when he grinned. "Good choice," he said as his eyes went to Liam.

"Beer for me," Liam said as he touched my lower back and grinned. A shiver rippled through me.

What the hell was going on?

It took everything in me not to do anything or even blurt out the wildest things I wanted them to do to me. I have a slight crush on them, but this was something else. Being this close to them made me wonder if there would be a final farewell, but as a good night between the sheets—being with both of them.

I knew I couldn't choose. They both had their own appeals to me, but there was one thing both had—good looks and bodies that would put a model to shame. They both were built of muscle and if the bulges in their pants were anything to go by, they were both huge.

Shaking my thoughts away, I looked at the bartender, who took our order as Joel told him what we wanted. I looked over my shoulder and spotted a booth that would suit us—in the corner and hidden away from people.

"We can sit over there," I said, motioning behind me as I looked between them.

Joel and Liam looked to where I motioned and grinned. "The booth in the corner," Joel said as he stepped closer, moving his head to my ear. "Maybe we can get up to something."

My eyes widened.

Fuck.

What the hell was he playing at?

Liam stood before me with a similar look. He leaned closer, his minty breath fanning my face. "Good choice," he murmured, licking his lips. My eyes went to his mouth and moved up to his eyes. There was a twinkle of mischief.

Clearing my throat. "Good," I murmured, pressing my thighs together. Damn, flutters.

These men were going to be the death of me by the end of the night. The problem is, from what?

The bartender placed the drinks down before the guys could say or do anything else. I quickly grabbed my drink and moved away. The heat from them was smothering, but as I left, the coldness of the bar rippled over me, sending goosebumps over my arms and bareback. I knew wearing this dress was a mistake. I could feel my nipples pebble under the dress material.

I walked over to the booth and slid in, making my dress ride up slightly. I tried to pull it down, but it was no good. Joel and Liam separated and took either side of the booth. They slid in, trapping me in the middle.