3 ~ My Lustful Body.
ASHRIEL’s POV
Jordan wandered in first, grabbing the remote. "Movie?" he asked, but it sounded more like a command.
He dropped onto the couch beside me, close enough that his thigh touched mine.
The heat from his body seeped through our clothes, and I swallowed hard.
"Sure," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. Anything to fill the quiet.
Riley joined us, squeezing in on my other side. Now I was sandwiched between them, the couch too small for this.
The screen flickered on—some action flick with explosions and car chases—but I couldn't focus.
Jordan's arm draped over the back of the couch, his fingers just grazing my shoulder.
Riley's hand rested on his own knee, but every so often, it accidentally nudged my leg.
Halfway through, Jordan shifted, his
