"Thought so." Jasmine's hand shot out, grabbing me by the wrist and pulling me across the threshold. "Now come inside before someone sees us standing around like this."
The door slammed shut behind me, and suddenly the air was thicker, hotter. Jasmine's perfume was everywhere—sweet and dark. Tessa shifted, ears flicking as she stood with her hands on her hips, the curves of her chest threatening to spill from that too-tight corset.
I dragged my gaze from one to the other and back again. "You two are going to fucking kill me."
Tessa grabbed my other, her smirk downright wicked. "Bedroom. Now."
They pulled me down the short hall, laughter bubbling up between them, and I let myself be dragged like a man heading to execution… only it was the sweetest execution I could've dreamed of.
