Page 263 of End Game

His hand slides down and grabs my ass.

I bite his bottom lip.

He groans.

Micah still hasn't moved.

I can feel him watching.

Dex’s mouth curves against mine.

“Sad Boy is staring at us.”

“I know.”

“You think he's jealous?”

Micah answers from behind me. “No.”

Dex laughs.

Then Micah says, “Bedroom.”

One word and Dex's entire body changes.

Just enough that I feel it where he's pressed against me.

I turn my head.

Micah is standing now.

Dark eyes moving between the two of us.

Fuck.

“See?” Dex whispers against my neck. “This is why I keep him.”

Micah walks past us. “Dex.”

“Yes, Sir.”

I burst out laughing.

Micah looks over his shoulder.

Even he smiles. “Both of you. Move.”

There is nothing scary about the order.

Which is exactly why it works.

We follow.

The king bed suddenly seems like planning ahead.

Dex makes it two steps into the bedroom before he grabs me again.

Micah shuts the door. “Clothes.”