“Whaaa?” Courtney said. “We are?”
“Oh, we are, girlfriend. We are,” Monica told her.
I placed my arm across Jenner’s shoulders, his eyes already on me. “You’ve made my friends really, really happy.”
“And you?” His stare was boring through me.
I chewed on my bottom lip. “I think you know the answer to that.”
Monica joined the other two girls, squeeing so loud that I couldn’t stop laughing at them. But my demeanor immediately changed when Jenner’s mouth pressed against my neck, rising to my ear.
His hands continued their sexy assault across my body as he growled, “You’re going to have an amazing time tonight.”
He was making a promise.
One I didn’t doubt.
And one that proved to be true because hours later, when I was standing at the edge of the VIP box, staring into The Weeknd’s face
