Chapter 23: Storms of Passion Rain

Saz spends most of his time brooding the bar while Jasper and I laugh and talk the night away like old friends. Food and drinks come and go in a blur and after four drinks and two forced shots from Jasper, all my worries are far behind me.

Jasper puts an arm around my shoulders. "Enjoying the evening?"

"Absolutely," I slur.

Jasper's drunken smile deepens as he runs his hand up the slit in my dress, long fingers trailing up my thigh. "Well, the night is still young. Maybe I can show you more of this hotel. That is if you're still up for it."

"I'd love to," I gush, downing the last of my drink. His hands are warm like before and send tingles throughout my insides.

I swallow hard as Jasper's hands move past my thigh as he scoots himself even closer, his long fingers grazing the seam on my underwear and wrapping around my a**. "Then maybe we should get on out of here—"

"You guys seem to have gotten close in my absence."