LAYLA
“But what about Josh?” I know he’s excited for his brother to get married. I don’t want him to think I’m being disrespectful.
Zack snorts. “Josh won’t give a monkey’s. We’d better not tell him before the ceremony, though. Don’t want him getting hard in front of everyone.”
“Oh.” My cheeks feel hot as I look at the smooth, silver beads. “I… Okay, then.”
Luke dips his head.
“Really?” He asks, his voice duskier than usual. I shiver.
“Yes.”
His lips curve up. All of a sudden, the exhaustion has drained out of him.
He looks alive and hungry. “Alright. Zack, may I?”
“‘Course, mate,” Zack says, graciously handing the beads over.
Luke comes to stand behind me, placing a gentle hand on the small of my back and turning me towards the bed.
“Bend,” he says quietly, stroking a hand up
