Chapter 27

OPHELIA For some reason, both Malachi and Xavier climbed into the back seat with me, so the three of us are squashed together in the back of the red Mustang. I wedge my hands between my thighs to stop myself from fidgeting. I can’t get the image of the mess they left in the parking lot out of my head. What the hell is going to happen when someone finds those bodies? Xavier lets out a low frustrated growl. I look down at my chunky thighs, and heat flushes over my cheeks. “I’m sorry. Am I taking up too much room? I guess you’re used to smaller girls than me sharing the back seat.” “Fuck, Cupcake,” Xavier groans, then he yanks me into his lap, making me squeal in surprise. “You have no fucking idea, do you?” He brushes my hair back from my face and rests his free hand on my bare thigh. “No idea about what?” I whisper. “How much the three of us want to fuck you.” Wow! Heat from my cheeks races down my neck and chest. “I mean, I have no fucking clue how you don’t know. I’m sure you wear the